Silver – stanza 20.3

Malinov took breakfast in the gazebo near
The gardens, sipped his coffee, buttered his
Toast. “Hans,” he said to his servant
“Yes, sir.”
“Are the young people up yet?”
“Lotte and Manfred. Have they had breakfast?”
“They’re gone, sir.”
“Early this morning. I was under the impression
That you knew.”
“I did not.”
“They said very little in my presence. I guess
I assumed.”
“Did they say where they were going?”
“No, sir.”
“Nor how long they would be away?”
“No but they had trunks.”
“Packed with clothing and toiletries. The
Other maids helped them pack.”
“Thank you, Hans.”
Malinov finished his toast and coffee
Manfred had gotten carried away
Wanted Lotte to himself, unaware
That she was merely a vessel containing
His beloved Silver, who would surely
Return to him once she became aware

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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