Drop Off

At the curb, arms

already aching

to hold you close

for hours, your

potent kiss

transfixed me,

despite the city

streets churning

despite the child’s

shouts clamoring

distractions, futility,

unable to penetrate

our tiny universe

of us on the curb,

saying goodbye.

 

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