bwg poem – She lay asleep on the floor

Photographer: Leon Levinstein, Bear Mountain Park circa 1950
Photographer: Leon Levinstein, Bear Mountain Park circa 1950

she lay asleep on the floor
while we cuddled.
odd yes, but supremely
comforting to be surrounded
by your loves.

we—him and i—were
becoming a couple just then.
he made tea and i made oatmeal
and she slept all the way through
as we tiptoed around her.

we were becoming a couple and
all i wanted was for her
to be with us, to acknowledge
this brimming love, to come off the floor
and sink herself in the covers.

i didn’t know what she wanted
or thought or, if she, too, was comforted
to have two of her loves in her life again.
i don’t know what she thought
or felt, it was just that

we were becoming a couple
again and i was falling
for her once more.

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