Lurking Lights

the lights lurk
and find their ways to the
bamboo slats

they paint the curve
of your body
naked on the floor

who took that warmth
away like
a diffusion of
sweetness

sugar dissolving in a
basin of water
now indistinguishable

i believe in you
but i must leave you know

we are bodies apart now
except the bridges of our breaths
the imaginary ropes of
memories
binding us
like fools.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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