After Such A Night

After such a night
There is polite
Conversation. I offer coffee
Which she
May accept, or not
(But its free).

The clock
Has ticked the hours away.
So she, will not stay.
But puts on her clothes,
This rose
(Neither yours or mine),,
Whose seeming meaning,
I shall not define.

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Published on January 15, 2020 22:49
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