Last, slow mouthful of ice cream
wistfully melted into her whimsical
fantasies of forbidden fancies.
Around, she saw couples in their
early dawns, enjoying the flawless
togetherness, hers long lost in sighs.
Moment of solitude, pregnant in its
lust to be alive, sanguine fortitude
creeping through veins for release.
Eyes open, in the waning whiff of
momentary suspension of herself,
reminded of errands still to be run.
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