You Followed Me

You followed me into the bedroom
Bringing with you
The merest hint of perfume.
You stood there
Wholly unaware,
Chatting of what? I do not recollect.

Slim and near.
Respect for a long friendship held me
tight.
Or maybe
Fear.
I did not speak that night.

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Published on March 28, 2019 23:15
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