As I watched you,
As you watched them,
I thought of the bare
Patch of skin near your
Hip-line and the breasts beneath
The shirt. While you, (while you)
You thought of firmer
Muscles.
When I watched you
⎯Once I’d realised,
I thought of the flesh
Beside the edge of
That denim skirt and the
Slenderness of those hands.
Manic laughter. Dress,
Undress.
Watching, as you
Left, I recalled yes
Tattered shirts and the
Torn yes silk of useless
Bed sheets yes. Infrequent yes conversations,
Yet frequent sighs (no!)
While you, no doubt,
Enjoyed them.
