The Cruellest Number ?

Wistful,

Full of satisfied mystery:

That warm, post-coital smile.

“One is always

The cruellest number,”

She sighs

On a shallow,

Honey’d outbreath.

The room is still, now;

Open window admits

No sound –

For there is none.

She’s so good

To me,

For me …

But, in every way,

So very wrong too.

“Three,”

I’m secretly thinking,

“Is far more cruel.”

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3 thoughts on “The Cruellest Number ?

  1. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words says:

    your words always make me pause …
    this one ? makes me think me myself and I are still “one”
    not sure why I thought that when I read it, I think it must be going to be a long Monday 🙂
    I like this….thought-thinking one
    Take Care…You Matter…
    Have a great Monday
    )0(
    maryrose

  2. betunada says:

    … sì … de acuerdo … tres es mas cruel ~

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