suddenly …..it’s over.

A Fleeting intimacy disintegrates into anonymity.

No more women.

I Retreat back into the safety of the night.

And bars

And the beds of strangers

And Some weeks later.

Suddenly.

The devil appears

A Madonna? A whore?

A woman to love?

All of the above?

Maybe.

Hopefully.

She’s French

5ft nothing

hair, tits and rear

bigger and more important than anybody before

Her morning breath is honey. Musical whispers.

Her touch makes a beast of me.

I’m in love again

And suddenly. it’s over