Thursday, August 6, 2026

A Poem

A Couple


A man and a woman

tempt each other toward their mutual

desires with hardy meals and conversation,

teaching what the city teaches each eye

and hand.  Nothing spoils 

like shared joy.  The waiter brings 

bread and wine, offers a joke, begs 

like a dog for bread   

of his own.  


No one is from around here.

The woman treats her partner to dessert 

with a hand dipped in mystery—dressed

in soft skin, freckles, and feathery

movements.  Warmth works its way 

around the restaurant, spreading 

through the booths.

No one knows how this is done.

The man tells the woman the miracle

they inhabit will not stop working until the last 

raindrop falls, until all rumors are fed

from the same source and the streets

no longer roar.  He tells her

it can work this way.  He tells her

he means it.


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