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One True Instant (Free verse) by Dovina

Directly in front of me the one I call husband Our eyes meet for one true and necessary instant Then turning away as a stranger does back to his life’s recesses Those places I have not been and will never be invited The taut lean torso a silhouette in my doorway The sure hope of his shoulders standing inert

INTRANSIT 6-Oct-04/7:36 PM
This hit me, like a Saxophone being put away.




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