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The Lovers

By Rushika Wick

They nuzzled together in
summer light
cocooned in floating blue nylon
under the bridge;
discarded litter swimming
ahead like heraldry.
Commuters walked past.
He -- with his face turned away,
Indigo sleeping bag pulled up about his ears,
She -- facing the world.
Cloud blonde and contemplative.
Smoking.
Face lit from one side like a Braques or Bladerunner mermaid,
Viewing the punters on the bus
in their Vaudeville Show
and feeling good about herself
against the warmth of his limbs,
the escape from her solitude.






Article © Rushika Wick. All rights reserved.
Published on 2016-08-29
Image(s) are public domain.
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