We were malnourished
Devouring each other like hungry children
their first day of school.
You said we had reached our quota
it was only October.
We laughed so hard we cried.
It hurt too much to separate our bodies.
It hurt too much to keep them together.
I cried every time you shut my front door.
I thought I’d die if I never saw you again.
I thought I’d die if I did.
like separating velcro,
never more than stolen moments
at someone else’s expense.
You were better than Cherry Garcia,
though not as fattening.
The best vacation I’ve ever been on
On icy Saturdays in November
When the beach heals my heart and nourishes my soul.
I play at solitaire
throwing pennies in waves
making wishes on clouds
and dreaming dreams that I know
will never come true.
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