THAT’S IT. END OF STORY.
November 1, 2013
We share one of those rare relationships
We find we finish each others’ sentences
Emphatically, I’ll be abit on & onto my own POV
She’ll follow it quick,
“That’s IT. End of story.”
Got away with a walk, with a cat not a dog.
I thirsted for thoughts of my first love, in this fog.
It wasn’t nearly fair.
Unpleasantly, that old cat & she, they disappeared
Into thick air.