Two Ghosts

after picking fruit, 
after a sun so swollen, 
after a deal of desert crops, 
lavender fields and leaves of hops, 
after kissing a cherry stained mouth
after a river, a kayak, the sun, the moon, 
after a midnight cruise in the golden hour, 
armadillo husks and whiskey sour, 
after dancing in the rain, 
after calling your name, 
after cigarettes of cinnamon
and cured vanilla, 
after I waited and waited,
only after, 
do I regret to inform you
that all plump things are prone to rot. 

.ham