Kiss For Jennifer

I tasted my lips

all the way home,

drawing them

into my mouth, one

at a time, scraping

my teeth across them,

saving your tiny kiss,

thinking about how foolish

I must seem,

finding any excuse to see you,

to be near you

And I'm humming "Suzanne,"

the part where she shows you where to look,

among the

garbage and the flowers.

I've been wanting to kiss you for days

and I tasted my lips all the way home.