STRANGE ATTRACTORS SERIES: PART 8
The Release
Shh, sweet thing.
Don’t mind me stirring,
beautiful man.
Dressing in darkness is
a lost art, and yet, for
mature women like me,
discretion is mother to
movement in cool of dawn.
And sure, last night we moved mountains
and did well to slow our world’s momentum
over our months entwined, but
nothing ever stands still for long, does it?
You see, I’ve watched you in ways
you’ll never see, and I see
all of you,
even the parts you tried to hide, and
I could tell.
It’s not something you can hide well,
like stifling a cough or sitting on a fart
— well, ain’t no hiding those either, but
this here other thing? Well, you know,
it’s all in the eyes, hunny.
You tried, hun. I know you did,
ah, but silly boy, you couldn’t
keep your word…
