Tour of One Night Stands



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Tour of One Night Stands

The train carried him away.

Words echoing like the clacking of wheels on the railroad track I watched him go, told him to go, back to her.

In the last vestiges of light I held his naked form to mine for the last time, deterring the endless drought of morning.

Before he boarded, he asked: “Are you sure?”

“No. I am certain that if you stay, you will hate me, maybe not soon, but someday.”

His fingertips explored one last passage over my lips and I closed my eyes and kissed them.

Then he was gone. For good, this time.

end 1/15/2017

S. Darlington


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