Another Tryst With The Beloved Poem by Patti Masterman

Another Tryst With The Beloved

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In the space of a sigh
I composed myself
Straightened my skirt
Smoothed my hair
Nobody could tell
We had been together
Or that I had had you
In the closet, there.


In the space of a sigh
Your desire had found me
Fastened me tight
Against the wall
I stood transfixed as
You had your way with me;
So poetry, I swear
To give you my all.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Smoky Hoss 23 September 2011

Poetry may indeed be the best lover of all. Great writing as always my friend.

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