Musings by The Poet Loriet

After

After our secret two a.m. torrent,
after your tail-lights disappeared,
after your last kiss evaporated,
after I became numb again,
after the secret of our lovemaking faded,
after the blood stopped throbbing in my veins,
after I became sleepy and
rolled over to reach for you,
I remembered you were gone
like yesterday morning's stale coffee...

Only then, did I cry
like a little girl
trapped
in a strange woman's body.



Lori Beal


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