Missing Her

it's been a long time
he had been away...for weeks

she takes her bath
and perfumes her whole body

she cooks him
his favorite pasta

and mixes his
rum with coca cola

she kisses him
and drags him to bed

that early night
she anticipates the grand fireworks

from his eyes
and tongue the wild clean-up

of her longings
the wholesale satisfaction

of her wildest dream
where they must turn into animals

horses copulating that long
she is no praying mantis

to eat him
and leave nothing for tomorrow

after the last dropp of sweat
she falls asleep

he takes a cigarette
puffs his smoke towards the ceiling

forming the beautiful face
of the one he truly loves

back to his past
where he was once the angel with the whitest of wings.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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