Third or fourth date

Poetry

Nadia Dasi Tamayo

rain unexpected, retina issues 

explained — embarrassed 

We share, click easy into place 

Blind to all but the tension 

on your temples, slicked down 

A pretty red bird is so close 

Sealed vastness of the ventral sky 

conjugate our pulse, warm first then hot 

Sing through the glass, puncture 

water in its still waiting form 

See, I know you this much