Strangers
And when the sun came
I saw his eyes
narrow and sharp against
that dazzling light
His lips so rich and firm before
were closed and locked
against my soft caress
Through hotel-grey sheets
where hours before
no-one could touch us
street noises bled
Sated, he stretched and prowled away
to find another
fragile heart to shatter
Copyright © Kaye Locke | Year Posted 2014
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