Aspiration
by Lacy Florey & Lyndz Lemanczyk

longer days have come
in all the hours of the day
I can’t find enough to be with him

rapidly rising temperatures
making temptations rise faster

beads of moisture
all over glass and skin
sweating

a cool breeze
chilling the damp surface

moonbeams bring some relief
the stickiness of the day fades
yet sun burnt skin still sticks together

heat radiates around us
though it is cool in the dark

•

aroma of lilacs fills the air
the scent fills my head
with thoughts my heart desires

summer starlight
reflects in his eyes

a faint rhythm entrances me
it grows louder
with my nervous heart

waves beat the sand
loudly in the distance

walking closer
to each other and the water
raindrops in the sand

lucky raindrop
on his lip

•

the moon is like a spot light
shining on our stage
sultry starlet and her leading man

this chemistry
is no act

I’m learning a lot of science
I never knew
in my ocean front class

more focused on a lesson
than I have ever been before

he studies
the cherry blossoms
in my tattoo

good thing this ink
does not rub off

•

tracing them with his fingers
his eyes deeper in my mind
then before

wondering if
it’s written in the stars

the moonlight fades
red and orange fills the horizon
he says it doesn’t match my beauty

his words are carefully chosen
to penetrate through the heart of me

intense pain builds
in my cheeks

this infectious smile
is beginning to take its toll
cure my pain

•

I know he has
the perfect remedy

I stare at the gleam on the water
I catch him in the corner of my eye
staring at the gleam in my lip gloss

empty shoes sit in the sand
as their owners disappear into the sea

as the waves crash down
we collide in the chaotic cascades
we hold on for dear life

the moon still peeking past the sun
still interested in our story

bobbing in the water
it moves us
as his eyes move me

•

swirling in a tide pool
forgetting where I am

the tips of my toes
never touch the ground
we leave the water

finding our way
to the perfect patch of sand

the sting of salt
still on my skin
his sandy fingers join the terrain

sitting in his arms among the blossom
watching dolphins follow shrimp boats

I’d follow him anywhere
and I would like everywhere
that I end up