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A Careless Lover

A Careless Lover

Summer takes its sweet time
slowly strips your defenses,
has its way with you
then abandons you
alone
on the dock
in the purple September dusk
ravished
shivering
wanting more.

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  1. Now, having returned to Vermont and a couple of days into Autumn, I’m thinking about that dock we lived on for two weeks in Maine’s late July.

    Thanks.


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