He said: I’ll miss you too.
He said: we’ll stay in touch.
Weeks passed
*
She waited unwearyingly, trusting his words.
Once she wrote and every day afterwards
She looked for his non-existent answer.
She puzzled about it but found no reason:
Nothing to solve the riddle
That haunted her waking hours and
Turned to nightmares in the dark.
*
Remembering how it began, she wondered.
Reluctant or merely confused
He seemed arduous but sweet.
*
His passion kindled regardless of every misgiving
And so, she relaxed, accepted the marvel.
Snowed under by charming or often silly letters
She dared believing that he loved too.
*
Their intimacy soared
Lovemaking, tender and passionate
Taught her to feel sheltered and cared for
Until they were almost caught out
(Clandestine affairs never thrive)
*
At present she still sits on a monument
Smiling at grief
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© HMH, 2013
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