Tryst
Long black hair to your waist
the aura of the exotic
the mystery of a suppressed smile
until you giggled,
giggled when I touched you,
perhaps from anticipation
or groping through the preliminaries.
I jumped nonetheless
with you laughing nearly to tears
telling me through quaking shoulders
that the mood was not broken.
The first time is never perfect.
Table of Contents
Homage
Lilly
How to Write a Love Poem
Mulligan in Love
Dog Playing Poker
Celestial Mechanics
An Evening with Bird
For Anne Sexton – Almost a Love Poem
Cormorants
After the Divorce
The Vernal Notary
Assignation
Kaddish
The Last Consort
A Transit of Venus
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