you are better than the movies, better
than the serenading warmth of
a darkened theater, better than
the wounded seats always leaning over

to caress, better than the sweet nothings
melting on tongues, better than light
dancing and plunging into bouquets

bearing lovers and warriors
to their most secret
meeting places, and far

far better

than the stories that brush up
against us
at their very end
while we have only
just begun

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