June

Like the swift passage of a train,
we fell into one great passion,
a kind of lurch as we tumbled down
on top of each other, embarrasingly,
like they do in the movies; after the brush
of shoulders, after the side glances
and the missed stations, we were,
as fate mishandled it, awkwardly close,
so close I could breathe your scent,
so close you could feel my heartbeat,
and all and everyone thought we were
together, two lovers who belonged
to different cities, now merged on the
floor, united by braking and by falling.
When we got out, it was already evening;
stars spun and we were so drunk in love.

// 14 Sep 2020

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