I remember

I remember a slight sweet film of sweat on your top lip that I licked and your smile as you leaned and melted off of space mountain the cat chewing the last bit of canary yellow sundress with sandals black wispy hair and a grin that was bursting at the seams "like", your favorite word and "y'know", your contraction of choice and I I and I mesmerized in the glow of connecting soul Hustlers Holiday hohoho But we were both cheating on christina aguilera and I knew it could never last night came too fast and hunger came too strong for junkie fantasies of huxtable life so I see you sometimes on the streets on passing on your way around the way on the grind on up the block to the northsoutheast side to meet this sugar daddy or that mark and we nod when your pimps got his back turned and I see a hint of that smile and the canary feather hanging from your chin