After the Curfew

That night she came to me,
after the curfew had been lifted,
and I was amazed to see
the miracle I’d finally been gifted.

That night she spoke freely
of things she had been unable to say,
‘and now, what matters really
is to leave nothing else in the way.’

That night I answered her
with words of equal fire,
because I didn’t want to err
and lose the flame of her desire.

That night she stayed,
and took with little fear
the chance our hands had prayed
for, while we watched so many disappear.


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