Waiting on a Friend for Heavens Sake

Hanging on the edge of the tub

sharing a j while you soak in bubbles

The Stones Brown Sugar always rubs you the right way

I like to see the glee it strikes within

you, remembering yesterday, the

days before that and here

In the now with me and the Teals

drifting like the smoke and our

touching on the tune itself

You were the one continuously Rolling while I always washed in a different sway

Few moons later, hands in sink

suds, I heard you, in the tub

singing, not the Stones, no

Whoa my

Whoa, whoa

My my my

My my my

My lover dear

and my heart stilled, time and space

fell away and I was before you bare

boned and naked unlike ever before

I never got the chance to fully divulge how incredibly profound that moment was on my entire being

I think you knew anyway