Kat and Cyn

Kat and Cyn were an inseparable pair

Joined at the hip, one protected the other

Playing wingman in a small rural college

Making sure guys were available but no bother

Kat was ethereal, tall and fair

Cyn was darker, cracked wise all the time

Kat was the draw, Cyn the gatekeeper

She made sure we all toed the line

I was smitten with Kat, all of us were

Her dad was the coach of a pro football team

Only the quarterbacks got to date Kat

For us hippies and artists she was a dream

Years later in Toronto, I ran into Cyn

Kat was in California, married and rich

Just as I knew she would be

But Cyn needed to scratch an itch

She asked me over and I said yes

She dragged me straight from the door into bed

She said all those years ago she thought I was gay

Because I spent all my time with the lads

She said she’d wanted to screw me

All through college and after

I discovered I was a girl magnet when young

Something I never knew when it mattered

I spent that summer in Cyn’s arms

We rarely got out of bed

I was making up for lost time

Making up for the Cyn-less life I’d led

I showed up late once too often

She didn’t answer her door

She’d gotten what she wanted out of me

Wasn’t interested in more

But I’m glad I eventually split them

The pair that no one could part

Cyn was a splendid lover

But it was Kat who had my heart