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Marilyn Buck


I watched you
wanted you
one day
I whispered these words
wrapped in a gentle wind
through the flower of my lips
glazed with want

you flirted
then fled

how fast you run
feet trip over hot steaming sidewalks
you dance and dodge
at last feet sidle back

I sit wrapped
wrapped in a cool
breeze of assumed indifference
I wait for you

Spring 1989
This poem appeared in
Wall Tappings, 2002