He came up from the sofa as I walked in,
pulled me to him with a certain force,
turned up my face to his to kiss me
gently at first.
In the bedroom he took me so compassionately,
inhabiting me entirely,
gazing forever into my eyes
so devoted, so utterly in love with me.
Later we sat naked at the kitchen table
drinking coffee. When the phone rang
I knew after two exchanges it would be
a thirty minute conversation
with his hunting buddy about the deer lease.
I could have climbed into the freezer,
flown out through a wall, set myself on fire.
I had already disappeared in front of him.
I knew if I sat still, he might or might not see me
when he hung up. As it turned out,
he did and he didn't.
