Redemption at Saratoga Springs

We left the doors between the rooms unlocked,
then drowned in our delicious reveries,
until the prompt attendant promptly knocked
and left us precious little time to seize.
We dripped with parts-per-billion on our skin,
the sediments from deep within the ground.
I opened both the doors; you let me in,
then melted as I wrapped myself around
your warmth. I felt the water on your face
as I leaned in to kiss and kiss you twice,
solidified within your moist embrace,
you tasted sweet, and sweetness will suffice.
Remind me why it took me twenty years
and Saratoga’s springs to drown my fears.

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