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Tempus Fugit



Cross legged and naked
Eating ice cream from a spoon
Each acutely aware that
One had to leave soon

Each body glanced the other
As though to retain by sight
Every particular little detail
Of their very special night
The last liquefying portion
Was proffered to her lips
Which she absorbed
With a delicate little sip

With the donning of his clothes
Part of the spell was gone
Not two naked bodies
Now just only one
He bent to kiss her fingers
As she still sat on the floor
And without a backward glance
Was gone through her door

She heard his car start
Sadly shook her head
And climbed up the stairs
To her lonely empty bed





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