I was flattered she was interested
that blonde hair good body
sassy way of talking had me caught
not hard line struck cold deep fjord
more gentle stream trout tickle
gut feeling tingle sweetened by thought
& we were lovers for a month or two
then it was over for reasons not quite clear
& we went back to friendship
some time on this is never mentioned
I feel somehow it’d be rude to talk
ask questions so I abstrusely allude
& she either has forgot
or doesn’t want to know
so I leave these thoughts lie fallow
wondering on the many streams art takes
not just focusing on life forms the nude
the abstraction of love