my favorite shade of lip gloss
is a nervous black
when i step from my landing
then immediately turn back
to the previous stair
wasn't someone there
only a brief moment ago?
you ask me why i hesitate
and smile when i say
it's because i haven't anything
special to wear today
you on the other hand
are perfectly fine
wearing a casual pair
of pants most anytime
without makeup or perfume
i watch you wondering
if i'll be ready soon
but i'm waiting for the rising of the moon
and a shaft of falling light
to touch my knees
to end this freeze
which freezes me as i glance
at distant lovers while they dance
in a riot of silent romance
my favorite shade of lip gloss
is an uncertain blue
as i sit by an intimate moment
thinking of you
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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