William B. Watterson - Morality

Lightly skipping
up the steps
of a rustic beach cottage,
she could still hear
his dune buggy
roaring off
down the strand.

In the privacy
of her bedroom,
she peeled off her bikini,
folded it neatly,
and carefully laid it
in a dresser drawer.
It would do
to wear again tomorrow.

After all, it,
like her virginity,
was only slightly soiled.

William B. Watterson

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