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A Generous Quantity of Quality Time
Friday night: A Randy Mayfield concert, at Chesterfield Presbyterian; Late dinner at Bristol Seafood Grill; Sleep in your king-size bed's safekeeping.
Saturday morning: Pilates and yoga, at Club Fitness.
Saturday afternoon: Lunch at Pumpernickles Delicatessen; The Adjustment Bureau, at the AMC Creve Coeur 12.
Saturday night: Dinner, in Clayton, at Café Napoli; Overnight at my Art Nouveau–decorated apartment.
Sunday morning: Embracing in naked serenity; Your inconsiderate cell phone's petulant alarm; Rousing, showering together, dressing; Attending Central Presbyterian, across the street, Being renewed by Pastor Dan Doriani's sermon.
Sunday afternoon: Brunch at Duff's, in the Central West End; Exploring Clayton Road to its terminus, Then north, on Route 109, And Wild Horse Creek Road, west, In our new silver Corvette; A visit with my nonagenarian mother, at her home; B'nai Amoona Cemetery, To place her flowers on my father's grave.
Sunday night: Dinner in Frontenac — Cardwell's at the Plaza; Evening in your den, watching Shakespeare in Love; Surrendering to dream-laced sleep.
Monday morning: Parting, I for breakfast at the Frontenac Hilton, to write, Then on to work; You to your appointments, chores, commitments.
Monday afternoon: Missing each other.
Monday night: I compose this poem, at Brio Tuscan Grille; You eat at home; Both of us anticipating Wednesday evening, Eagerly...eagerly.
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