He wonders, sometimes
if he actually misses her
or if perhaps he merely misses
being with her
or someone like her
he still thinks about her
especially in those late hours
of the darkness
when her body crawls
languidly
into his eyes
and he can't quite
remove the taste of her
from his lips
or the smell of her
from his hand
he knows how she moved
and how she didn't move
and then he wonders
if he misses her
of just the way she purred for him
softly, in the night
when he loved

09/23/2001

Posted on 09/23/2001
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