I suspect
most if not all of us have been there, when sex is (temporarily) enough and a
relationship just isn’t on the cards.
Have fun,
but be careful out there…
WIN
SOME, LOSE SOME
We got
raunchy in a sauna
but
didn’t get very far;
others wanted in on the act
and we really
weren’t up
for an
orgy so we drove
into the
country,
had sex
among the trees,
songbirds
nesting
above, indifferent
and snug
as you
please
Bodies
kindling each other
like
rolled newspapers
to a
flame, plagiarizing
soap
opera storylines
till dawn
when we rose,
passion
faded
like the
moon, got real
and went
home;
I didn’t
ask for his number
or give
mine
We both
knew there wouldn’t
be a next
time…
Copyright
R. N. Taber 2002; 2014
[Note: An earlier version of this poem (only slightly revised here) appears in First Person Plural by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2002.]
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