Tennis.

It appears easy enough:

Stand in position
Prepare yourself
When it comes at you
Catch
And return it
Like you mean it

Then, play on.

She spots him
Far
In the corner
Short of
An opponent


She raises a
Shaky hand and
Beckons for him to
Take
A shot

It comes.

Her body tenses up
Squat
Turn and
Hit
And

Miss.

Another shot
She sees it coming
Braces herself
Prepares
And

It’s a hit!

The fluffy globule
Propels over
Flashes across his eyes
Then
Out of his vision

Out of the court.

They say love is difficult.
She says,
Love – it’s simple.

Too simple.

 

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