She cried on him
He pulls out his ear to hear
She runs by but does not speak
He sticks out his leg to trip her
She calls him on the phone
He is in the shower
She bangs on the door
He is not home
She invites him to dinner
He brings a bottle of wine
She doesn’t want any tonight
He doesn’t know why
She is feeling something
He is naked but alone
She dies
He brings flowers
She cried on him

© 8/21/1997
William Grant Preston

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