Mrs. Wegland

By John Delonas

Ask her when she is coming down.
I am just buying a double bed.
I have a tapestried coverlet,
Which like our unspoken love's design,
Is clearly seen from either side:
So we may smile at each other's silence;
Our minds meet
Like a hand into a mirror.

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