what wine….what passionate love making…then she revealed the truth…her truth…
our truth…

You’re a number, she said, One on the list of lovers…men…fucks…catch and release….catch and release……

a smile came over her sun-tanned face…a reddish glow…, But I dig ya…in a drunken poet sort of way…

I poured another glass…we kissed…deeper…deeper…told her I’d been ’round the block too… many times…

music played…wine was drunk…and new interests were established….

Come here, she whispered….softly…with the folding of a finger…

and I did….I surely did…