it was the kind of a thing you didnt see outside of a dream if he could hed pay good money

she stood at the edge of an infinite pool looking out over a moonlit ocean surfshe was more appealing than the exotic island the swaying cocoanut palms evening breeze or buttermilk moonlight

she didnt turn to him You found me.

I have

Are you upset I didn’t tell you I was going out?

You dont do anything without good reason

No news is good news? she teased himhe drove her nuts by never worrying 

Baby youre always good news

she turned to face him

she wore a sheer black wrap over her swimsuit 

she hadnt gone swimming 

her long black hairblunt bangs were dry

Youre very gypsyish  sirenish   tonight

Thank you. I can’t say I did it on purpose.

Youre beautiful You cant help yourself

Oh. You love me.

I love you

You in a good place or would you rather I leave you be

A good place. I think I was waiting for you, I think, I know.

Hideanseek

Maybe.  Evidently I’m a lousy hider . .

. . Im an excellent finder

I found you

Good thing I opened my mouth . . 

. . Excellent thing you opened your mouth Though you have other excellent qualities

I do.  Annow, this conversation, has set the table . . .

Set the table

Yes. Stand where you are.  Watch.

there was a hard flint of earnestness in her voice 

he did as he was told

the moon broke behind her a halo  her head a silhouetteher body blacksilver

she dropped the wrap from her shoulders 

it fell slowly catchingclutching at her like jealous hands  part of it refuseddraped her calf

the moon was at her shoulders

she placed her handsher palms on the front of her thighsher long slender fingers relaxed  straight

she seemed to flicker a momentthe moon at her clavicles a chill she closed her Indianslanted hazel eyes flickered again there was a softsound a softsound of mothwings at a bulb butterflywings at a blossom her neck grew longer softsounds softsounds the moon under her clavicles soft sounds vertebra by vertebra chicklets soft sounds asif she were elasticgrowing taller taller softsoft sounds she was growing taller the moon at her floating ribs taller  the softsounds desisted when the moon caressed her Venus dimples   she had elongated

Ah  There.  What do you think?

Witch

Snake

Rather one to the other?

Not if theyre you

the moon had her by the bottomthe cups of her heartshaped ass

she bent  with both hands she brought the wrap up over her shoulder

she walked up to himthe fine sand under his naked feet warmed You should take me up to our room. And take me.

over fresh papaya guava berries for breakfast the following afternoon she took him by the handhis hand flat on the white linen and told him that she knew he wanted her desperately when he went to showerhe meant to have her  I elongated . . because I felt if I hadnt . . . you would have pounded me . pounded me out of shape . . Id never recover my height . . . never . . if I didn’t give myself some space.

before 0700,  Twosday,  19  3. 19

1337,  Thursday,  21  3. 19

Chicago  A Hit by Varese  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GszAAmVEKa4