I can speak of random Julys that stood out in my timeline
Making shadows of the days past those points
Funny how it seems that my critical thinking is surrounded by heat
But this one July was spry enough to be the greatest
Even in the latest circumstances, this timepiece was a gem
She came
Twice in one night
But this is not a fuck, love, relationship piece
And if I said that she came to me in a dream, all I'm doing is impressing a random bitch who may read this
But she came
Twice
What I mean about this is that one time in the heat of the moment is enough and can be exhausting
But she doubled back (as you can see I like using "buts" I cannot lie...)
It wasn't an attack to change integral parts of my life or open doorways to some mystical higher thinking
She just was present
A rolling rock face in a stream of movement
Making my cold drink colder
And I know by now you are lost in the mist of what I am conveying and truthfully the words are escaping me as well
But (yes another) I still feel
Feel what was given to me
A chance
A lie
A point
Fathoming into what was unknown to the simple eye
Crafting from some twisted Hannah and Barbara cartoonish plot, a monolithic moment
TWICE
The first was a dewish morning following a rare fog that drifted over the Golden Gate bridge
Draping the Bay Area with lies that the day will be gloomy
It was simply minuscule in the interaction between us
She told me that my shoes were untied...
Looking for evidence and finding truth, I rectified the situation and begin to return the favor....
Gone in 60 seconds......only remnants of the Jontue perfume she wore
After the brief dance of sunlight vs cloudiness, a BBQ rose from the ground
It ignited the party genes of the neighborhood to unite in celebration
Every backyard gave smoke signals in reply
Dueling grills were in order.....
As the smells of cooked pork and hard liquor subside to the night time where scheduled light shows were broadcast to take place,
My danos corporales and I travelled paths to the dock of the bay
She in shorts and tanks with other who wore her uniform held a meeting in the ladies room
Upon walking out, God set a collision course for us...(He loves doing that)
The bumping led to griping which led to acknowledgement which led to smiling which led to us talking which led to walking away from our respective groups....
Finding Nemo and a place where we can shed the crowd's cover, we revelledin the grandeur of the light show....
As fireworks spread across the windless sky
We kissed.
We hugged
We were moving fast enough to skip dating and get down to fucking....
But (yes again) this is not a fuck, love, relationship piece
As the artful dodger, slipping pantylines down below her thighs, she slows the momentum
I am HIV positive and unless you are willing to take a chance, I am willing to dance.....
I was trapped in Monotheism silently recalling if infection could happen by kissing...
Mad as shit and disgusted by the tainting of someone so beautiful, I was reeled back to reality
I conveniently lashed out in anger since it's the only response a man can come up with
After she walked with tears of the sun falling to the coldness of the demeanor I was wearing, the intellect and respect return
I raced as if she took my life away
Revoking the tirade that took place and replaced it with friendship
She presented a refusal in return and I never saw her again...
I learned of her fate and the fact that she past in a lonely death 3 years later
And that July
I would never forget as the one person who brought soul and understanding to my life came twice......