the loss of loss

all those times
when you seemed ready
to give it one more try-
     (you appearing
at my window)
those times now past;
prelude. prelude to
the separate contentments
we now savor.
(trust, affection,
lust, kindness,
still, there is something sad
in not having
to try again.
(the loss
of loss)

                     --November 1998