Chez Longing

old sofas
in darkened corners
couched away,
cushions filled
with the memories
of every conversation
that leant upon
their scratched
carved armrests
of every kiss pressed
with passion
into burst upholstery,
of lovemaking
unrestrained
between the torn brocade
of better days.

Let’s sit and chat a while.

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