Leather Sleeves

Keep lovers close
and strangers closer.
I had not planned this,
but who does?

I’ve never gone searching
for someone to hold.
It happens, move on,
accept what is good.

Your friends, fresh pizza, curly hair,
“Flava beans and a nice Chianti”
and the best of surprises.

I’m used to it meaning nothing
a smile, a joke.
Didn’t expect the tongue down my throat.
Not that I’m complaining.

So wearing other’s clothes,
throw yourself into the arms of trust.
And sharing a choc top, retreat
to the lengthening shadows
for some quiet recluse.