- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Dancing at the cross-roads
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Dancing at the cross-roads:
No one for company except a merry fiddler,
You and I, arms round each other’s waist,
Laughing, spinning, together in a twosome reel!
Quiet at the cross-roads:
The fiddler, asleep, back against the milestone,
You and I, arms around each other’s waist,
Kissing, loving, together in a tree-green shadow.
Homeward from the cross-roads:
The fiddler has packed and taken to his way,
You and I, a hand held in each other’s hand,
Walking, smiling, together in our contentment.
Waiting at the cross-roads:
There is no fiddler at the milestone today,
I alone, no waist to encircle, no hand to hold,
Weeping, silent, solitary in my place of memory.
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