Dollar Tree

they
        stand
belly to belly
thigh to thigh

they are not
                     young
but
they cannot be
                          old
for
they look to be
                          younger
than
        i

maybe not

still

they are not
young enough for
passion
to be the force that
binds
them thus

no

though there has
been and will be
passion
it is not here
it is not now
it is not in
the way she
                      falls
lightly but
hopelessly
against
his dirty shirtfront
it is not in
the way he
                   curls
tightly but
languidly
’round
her muffin-topped
waist

as though it were
night
and not noon,
bed
and not parking lot,
love
and not
              desperation

© s rogers 3 march 2011