A Former Lover Remembers

[Written April 2007]

he remembers her body well
even though it was mostly obscured
by darkness,
fully clothed in daylight
he would still recognize her
anywhere

the casual hellos they exchange now
do not betray them
the occasional pleasantries
do not hint at secrets
neither do they suggest
at some future opportune time

he realizes that he never saw her
twist in her sleep
most nights were just nights,
sinking in, marked by the riot
of clothing on the floor

after the awkwardness
of consummation
- or perhaps,
the assumption of it,

they dress
and part