With A Stranger

you bring out
the geek
in me


glasses
suspenders
pocket protectors

weakens me
to

smell you
sniff you
with you

feels so good

to walk
through green grass
or on pink sand


while
your scent surrounds me
liberated by your presence
clinging to your words
like birds on limbs
of a tree

I can fly
when I'm with you
but

I don't even know who you are

©Tia Clarke 2011