Antiseptic romance.
A celibacy celebration.

A scratch without an itch.
Unscathed by complications.

No matter how little sunshine
there are shadows.

Precious freckles.
Glasses askew.

Childish voices set aside.
Repair to the confidential quarter.

A conversational flush.
A rash of old fears.

How to make love’s underbelly
as good as new.

Yes. The scars remain red.
Day old at best years later.

Look at the stars.
Choose one and wish.

copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney

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