Here we stand
on the factory floor
surrounded by
piles of unwashed laundry
unfinished school assignments
and other domestic detritus
but I still remember
the nights of passion
and private ice cream parties
and thrilling laughter
animated conversations
about dreamlike imagined futures
laying limp and
love-spent as the Delfonics
played softly and dolefully
into the early morning
I saw everything anew
because I saw it
with you
we were not always
co-workers in the
child-raising factory
once
we lived and loved
without distraction
and I know we can
again
I still remember
and I know you do too.
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