Her body moves through the city

Her body moves through the city,
the sleek legs inviting from under
the short skirt still turn the eyes
of many men, with a brisk walk
that speaks of the understatement
that is the hallmark of her life.

Her thoughts move toward
the desert evening and her heart longs
for the heat and the passion
of those other days when she was
young and her skin burned and ached
for his touch just as now she yearns
for the moment of those memories
to race through them both again…

…her musing is interrupted by the thought
of a voice so far away…

but it is all so complicated

and what is, is all that shall ever be…

some nights only fatalism and acceptance

can hold back the tears of such emotions…