Poetry alert!!!

AFTER LOVE
-Maxine Kumin-

Afterwards, the compromise.
Bodies resume their boundaries.

These legs, for instance mine.
Your arms take you back in.

Spoons of our fingers, lips
admit their ownership.

The bedding yawns, a door
blows aimlessly ajar

and overhead, a plane
singsongs coming down.

Nothing has changed, except
there was a moment when

the wolf, the mongering wolf
who stands outside the self

lay lightly down, and slept."