Untitled; Various Poems from my Notes App

Written by: Tamar Simone Weir

There's an Alaska airlines plane flying over the freeway 

A monarch butterfly hits my windshield elegantly

And I think about last week when we laid in your bed and you told me that song made you feel like you were floating on a cloud.

I agreed with you and it felt like we were on drugs

But it was just the loud music and the wetness inside me.

Banana peels soaking on the terrazza

A bowl of collected flowers, drenched laying in a bed of water

Absorbing the feminine light of the moon 

All night long

in your smell

Your sweat

And the marks on your body, etched like stone carvings, deep grooves that tell of the time and place

trace them all the way back to the beginning 

Of all of this

The sensuality of the flowers and their pollen

The way lips touch and move in sync together

Lychee lust at the market:

I didn’t think shed kiss me when she 

Did 

Holding the beer in my right hand

didn’t even get the chance to put it up to my lips

Before she came with her full lips

piercing 

Onto mine at the park 

Black wet bench underneath us

other people fading away into the background 

She has tattoos all over her body

and it will take me awhile to explore them all

Noticing all the ways that the parts of her body connect with one another

The mango tree 

A reminder to always observe

Watching the colors and textures change

When is the fruit ready?

To be eaten and appreciated 

Peeled top to bottom

Hands wrinkled from the sun and no oil

a rough grab but tender in the act

She's independent 

She's an alcoholic

Shes a business woman

A singer

A writer

A popcorn and pop music lover

A cinema enthusiast 

A movie watcher

A fierce lesbian woman

A beautiful goddess with hair touching the tip of her ass

A walking art piece

An installation of where she’s been and what she’s seen

“Me caes bien, asique estoy fluyendo”

Rain has a way of embracing the energy of the world and combining them

All into one moment of stillness 

And deep surrender to the wetness of the universe

On Monday we walked in the rain

For hours, from bus stop to bus stop

And food stall to food stall

Helping me with my groceries, “cuanto para un kilo?

“Las piñas son mejores allá”

Running around the city wet and cold but with heat floating around somehow

Lingering energies all around 

Accidentally spending the whole day together at the market and on the streets

The sun setting and the cold coming

And then the hail started 

Exactly when I arrived at her popcorn stand

Surprising her

And the weather surprising us

Again

The rhythm of accidentally spending hours together

Lets see what this sweetness brings…

Lychee sucking goodness.