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Across the room

in the light

beside the bar

they whisper

sharing secrets.

What do they say?

His hand on her thigh,

he offers everlasting eternity.

Her lips to his ear,

her teeth grazing his lobe,

she promises him peace,

please for chance to dance,

to please him.

She eases closer.

He smiles.

How will he respond?

I think I know,

as I know their conversation,

their life, histories.

They have no mysteries from m

those two

beside the bar,

in the light,

across the room.