IN PRIVAT by
Bennett Campbell Ferguson
To my dear
adventuring paramour
And my sensational
partner in crime
I write to tell you
I loved you.
Cool logic warns,
“Away you fly!”
But there is
hazier, quieter voice inside
Though I would
never let it overwhelm.
For me? I’ll take the sleek embrace
Of new days, new
people free and here.
But I still want
you to know
I loved you
In green tunnels,
morning trains, blue worlds
Rife with our
names.
I cannot pretend to
not be bitter or sad
On my Christmas
doorstep, those feelings linger
But telling both of
you I loved you?
I see the star-me
rise
Because I love
And light becomes
me
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