This is what I need right now --
a dark cocktail lounge
lit only by the neon beer signs
and the shaft of daylight from the open backdoor,
quiet but for the intent topical bar discussions
and the hint of traffic outside –
I require no further excitement,
as this is the post-afternoon delight repose,
reflection
and regrouping.
Again I had bared myself
to pull up scraps and loose threads
of womanly attention
as a temporary wrap,
cramming a love affair into a few illicit hours,
and once the narrow window of time
had closed
and the cover was snatched away,
I shivered not,
because I have become accustomed
to the chill of hungry solitude,
and my old frame leans toward
the promise of new warmth
down the road.










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Poemission
Warm-Natured










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