I could not say goodbyeto my lover
"Hasta la vista baby" was my mantra
Ties broken, desire receded
into the bleakest bleak oblivion
No longer arrive sweet spicy letters;
there is no 'keeping in touch',
yet lingers the smell of
heady cigar smoke
Out flame! Out spark!
Forget the number I wrote
on the menu
in a French restaurant
My heart sprang free today
I'm dancing across the moon now
with a mad Sicilian
Forgive my callousness,
my dear....but oh,
by the way,
how is Vivienne?
