when we were six and seven,
lying in bed
listening to the cricket's song
wafting in
from the louisiana grass
did you dream of this?
and now,
i've past thirty
and i sit on the front porch
listening to the same
cricket song
from years ago
vividly, i recollect our bedroom
on those
muggy, summer nights
when i wanted to cuddle
and chat with you-
and rub your back
and dream about what we
were going to be
june 2002