And Then, There Were Two

What other woman would be haunted by

the ‘L’ in Drake’s equation?

How many civilizations

have come and gone

leaving behind nothing more

than cosmic dust & vibrations

to say we were here —

we loved,

we mattered

 

And when my finger slides gently underneath

the silk strap on your shoulder

and you drop your inhibitions to the floor

like the useless things they are

we will turn on the lights this last time

make love like a supernova

 

and every living creature

in the universe

will know my name

 

(Jacque Zyon)

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