Recollections
I made no attempt
To tidy up
The dining room
Last night
Before retiring
Nor did I check
For messages or mail
But that did not stop me
Thinking I want
To punish you
And for a moment
To withhold the pain
You so much crave
Maybe it was
Just as well
I lost your number
Somewhere between
The kitchen and the shower
Although I still recall
How much
I wanted you
Until that stranger
Took you
Somewhere off
The French coast
When you were far
Too good for words
Yet retained your
Appetite for poetry…