Photo by Christopher Raley

Three

for Fresh Darlings prompt number 3

Memory passed with resurrected body
through unfamiliar walls of our upper room.

Street lights formed shadow as of a woman,
and she arced over me as if a lover.

Yes, we were together where we began:
I, her, and the one beside me, all three.

Yet I laid me straight as in a coffin
and waited with the stranger shade for morning.