Susie wrapped
her thin arms
right around
Polly's waist
in the bed
in the cold
attic space
Polly's thoughts
were on George
in his bed
where she thought
she should be
making love
as they did
times before
but since his
return from
the war front
he's not been
his old self
mentally
off balance
she allowed
Susie's arms
to enfold
about her
permitted
Susie's lips
to kiss her
cold shoulder
but it was
his lips she
pretended
were kissing
his arms there
around her
holding tight
to keep cold
in the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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