They used to be lovers
Laying skin on skin for hours
Taking afternoon walks making coffee in the mornings and sharing wine at night
Smiling across the tables
At roadside cafes
Late night diners
Fancy dinners with well dressed strangers
They only had eyes for each other
For a long,long time
Then one day it seemed like out of the blue
The laughter stopped and the smiles did,too
They put on flannel and nylon
Instead of laying skin on skin
They turned away
Back to back
And tried to sleep
In the same bed that used to be the one place
They would tumble at the end of a day
Walking hand in hand
Staring at each other
Across tables at so many places
They used to be lovers
Kept promises to each other
Worn rings and took pictures
Made sure everyone knew they were together
And now they are almost a danger
Know all the buttons to push
Secrets that they used to trust
They stare at each other
Across long hard tables
With well dressed,well paid strangers
Hanging on to every word
Keeping track of all the numbers
Making sure they get through
With as little damage as possible
For those that used to be lovers can possibly do.
👣💗Jeanna’ Mead
6 39 a.m 2-28-19
Www.jeannasoul.com
