Your Love Story

you tell me
the love story of your life

complete with twists
and turns

farther out
and more often

brisk flight from the Valley
dusty mercy

spreading eastward
against the sun

flash forward:hammers under your bed
wood itself

hunting some guy now
I’d take you

into the cloudy bedroom
carry your voice

like a dozen roses
your love story

stuck to the refrigerator
a heart-shaped magnet no less

your SUV
parked in the lonely garage

hears you dancing against your will
your panties spied in the dawn drawer

your smile
wasted on strangers

(in the precisest of dreams)
pops up on my sleeve

if only
for a bitter split second

before it sweetens
along the vine