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The Stairs

23 Mar
shameless leaves
below the long corridor of the
Village stairwell---
the eyed wings of moths
seeking light, &
loitering across the street
before coming home
1 hour early unexpected
to the most gorgeous

the glimmer in the shadows
from the open-blind second-floor window
you glisten from a bath, wrapped in a towel
breathless to be next to your dewy body
panting

naive naked beauty enthralls
this voyeur husband to spy
from behind the lightning-riven oak tree
just under the second-story air conditioner

you look out bare breasted
& imagine waiting for me
for the celebratory
burst thru

then,
he pulls up, parks
&
climbs










 2.9 10/9
 
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Posted by on March 23, 2022 in Poetry

 

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