That Penny loafer

Written by: James Peranteau

Robust man,
yes I,  
and wanting,
far from feeble

But her lips,
they were
pink and swollen
when I came in that room,
she had been waiting
for mine entry

And at the bedrooms 
open window,
on its ledge;
the loan Penny loafer,
mine reason for the gawp
and feeling forlorn