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Love At First Night

LOVE AT FIRST NIGHT


I lay there quivering 
her arms around me
legs enfolding mine
foggy damp memories
of last night's passion
when acquaintance became
something heatedly more.

The nocturnal passion  
of last night's bliss
vanished in morning rays
warmgentle rays, repeated 
as if they had never gone
as if melting, subdued flavors
might erupt again (in our mind).

I should have thought
 and so should have she 
of her dayslater words 
mountain muted, veiled
her mumbled dayslater regrets
"I don't really love you
Nor I ever will".


Rose 107                                                                        Fritz Crytzer
                                                                                      November 2016

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Fritz Crytzer

Date: 1/10/2017 8:28:00 AM

This is my first poem since my wife divorced me, and I moved to Georgia. Somehow the "inspiration" does not seem to be there! I have joined a new writing group, and hopefully I will again be energized! Fritz Crytzer