Selected Too Late

Selected Too Late

Funny how I remember only
the hugs when you were leaving
the smiles when we made love
and the joy we saw in each other
when it came to the babies

I miss you

not for your presence I lack
but for what our connection could bring
a friendship I couldn’t fathom
put me in its harness
as you tried to tame
a beast without a whip

although your kisses were strong
passion, your weapon
worn down like holed tennis shoes
I was succumbing to your power
only too late would I realize
you were already gone

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