What made us laugh?

What made us laugh, that time,
Do you remember?
How we howled and rolled on our backs,
You clutching your waist and me weeping,
It took us like a fever, or waves,
Another surge rising with each moment,
Wild and loose and loud.

But what made us laugh, that time?
I can't remember how we began,
Only the little lines in the corners of your eyes,
And the fullness of your smile,
And how, after, we lay there for an hour catching our breath,
Exhausted by joyfulness.

Us, in the Heat

I marry you in the mud, and a saucy orange comes over us,

Hot pink and rude burgundy.

On a sweaty summer's dusk we watch the night birds rise,

Wing beats on rain in our secret jungle.

The sentient mountain guards us,

Cutting the sodden air with his cap.

Your skin is moist and magical,

Let’s make love with the stars watching.