LOVEPOEM (4)       8.4.83

should i feel STRANGER alone in your room
our room   ,awaiting your return
?

should it not seem a little less like
cominghome   ,2

this room that has known SO MUCH that
even withoutyou love drifts up in little clouds
whenever thoughtsof us enfold me
,glistens like tears in the
grass

(& o my love 2thirds
of the bed were cold lastnight
.)

can i confess
what missingyou MEANS,alone
in your room
our room
           awaiting your
return
?

(& the flowers that are
waiting too
.)

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