Give, Give Until You Say Good-Bye
The home he left his beloved — was beloved.
An apartment with windows on three sides
Eighteen, lucky, his first home in New York City.
He took her into his view of the city
at twenty-three, lustful and blind besides,
tasting love, cutting keys, her beloved.
Marriage, so deep it gripped his hot insides.
A couple, now one, forever their city,
one home, one lease, one love, his beloved.
But time partitioned love, and now no longer young,
she stole east and he went west,
two sides, their beloved city in between.
Published in the PEN Handbook for Writers in Prison
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