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I remember that night

(a fresh faced ingenue....)
Feeling so cosmopolitan
     we were framed in the oversized windows facing the busy street
     like one of those old black and white photos capturing
          the romance in the moment
Probably a dish with
“Au gratin” or “Alfredo “ in the name....
Assured by her breathlessness
     anticipating something (but what?)
His smoky Greco stare
almost pleading
     definitely hungry
eventually
her loss
Her gain
their Wild At Heart refrain
echoes still in my ear
have
you
ever
met
an
expert
at
making
others
feel
like
****
?
I've
come
across
a
few
.
just
when
you
think
you
see
a
glimmer
of
humanity
you
regain
perspective
a­s
they
open
their
mouths
.
The rumble of a lawn tractor next door...
     reminds me of.....
the guttural snare in the back of your throat
as you
     lean in to nuzzle my neck with your nose
   I feel your hands on my hips
anticipating

     more
Your presence a void
"He's not here...."
Laughter echoes with a hollow tang
Missing has become the way
I crave
Your presence....voice.....aroma
Reminded now of then
Pretend you know
I pity you for not knowing the truth
Lying back
I feel you around me and in me
Knowing....me
Knowing you
I returned to find
depleted exhaust of years
forgotten

We were on the 4th floor

Today I'm on 6

Missing your lust

But remembering....

Vividly.
I grasp the blush of spring green
      that drowns the
waning gilded tresses
bleeding into the blonde stabs
      a glow of radiance........
A sudden spasm
brings joy
      then, pain
You
  And
I
no I
get it?
Dare to stand on the edge when your
Integrity has been called into question
Slanderous accusations bellowed
Malicious
Intent falls short of its goal
Soar above the fray and
Stay true, stay strong and in the
End honor and truth will prevail
D**are to care, even for the careless deviants
Officially exonerated
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