Inconsequential Wonderings

Do you remember
the last time
you danced for him ..
He told me
you were naked and
glowed ..
Can you remember
the last time
you fought with him ..
Well, he
swore he could hear
the roar
of the sea, in the shell
of your ear,
as you did then, beat up
on him ..
And do you ever recall
the last time
you dined with him ..
I note he
chewed fast while you
invariably
tend to swallow deep
and so
deliciously slow ..
Well today,
yet again, I find myself
wondering
if you still have the taste
of him on
the tip of your tongue ..
Because
for some reason, or other
I still do
occasionally question
how far you
did go with your love
for him ..
That is, before you gave
a thought to
maybe first letting me go ..