Together

©2002 Rhonda K. Kitchens
What had begun as a fight became
a rainstorm
of panties.
Potted meat.
Love letters on fire.
What had begun as a night of passion lunged into
words well aimed.
Phrases without ambiguity.
Nevers followed by more nevers.
What had begun as a tart, but knowing Merlot
became a sloppy kiss
with someone else.
A bra strap that kept falling
in with a bad crowd.
What had begun as a Happy Hour exceeded all expectations
as they vowed again love will keep us together
off key.
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