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Ms. X
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Ms. X

The woman I loved.
It’s been over a year
But sometimes,
Unwittingly,
My thoughts drift back to her.

I remember the echoes
Of sensible shoes,
The feet that walked in them –
Calloused;
Her carriage, erect and
Proud as the hint of a smirk that
Tugged at the corners
Of her lips.
Thin and crumpled by passage of time,
They pressed softness
Against my own,
And a kind of stillness settles
Within my bones.

Yet I still shivered
With unbridled lust
As I traced her weather-beaten palms
Like a reader of fate;
A silent journey across the network of veins
Took me
To the left of her breast
Where I touched,
Slowly,
And a frantic staccato pounded its song.

Try as you may,
You never will forget
The songs
A lover taught you
In the nights you were not alone.

But even
Together
Was fleeting for us;
Every moment
Stolen
From convention’s rule –
That a teacher can never share more
With her student
Than a starburst of thoughts,
An inferno of ideas.

Those nights in her room
We shed all inhibition,
Clothes piling atop
Regulation.

Her nakedness was
Stark
Against the richness
Of her soul,
Age and youth became
Nothing
But an illusion of limits;
How do you defy boundaries
That do not exist?

Quite frankly,
You don’t.
You freely give in
To ideals of eternity in the ephemeral moment,
To the demands of a lover,
As she splays
More
Than her legs
For you.

So many nights
I held her
Tight
As she shook out her core,
Grappling with
The morality of our pleasure.
Did I ever tire
Of affirming our love?

No, never.

For we were
Not
Mere animals
Fucking for release.

We were
Her fears and my tears,
The decades
Layered between our souls,
Passion’s ageless fire,
The firm knot of desire.
Yes,
All that and more
We were.

It’s been over a year
But sometimes,
By conscious design,
My thoughts drift back to her.

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