I should have seen you coming
Instead, I soaked in the unseasonably warm weather.
I did not see the momentary frown over Hatteras
I took no note of its passing darkness
It was my periodic escape from Charlotte
to the siren call of Kill Devil Hill
Started the nor'easter with drizzle
into the weekend increased to deluge
wind and lightning contending
transformers popping down the blustery coast
goodbye to late night television's friendly ghosts
so long to internet chatter and virtual love.
The upside to inclemency of weather
is the sharing of skin
under layer of blankets
of spouses who have long forgotten
how much can be erected
from a casual touch in utter blackness.
Ain't this romantic,
candle lit hallways and toilets...
Our silent glances measuring each others responses
to the spill off from the lake (like the shadow of death)
inching itself up our the driveway. A triple "NO,"
the Goddess Electric is far more desirable.
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