Last Night.......

Last night.....
With lights switched off
In voices soft,
The quotidian ritual
Of baring bosoms mutual,
Was being performed.

Thoughts, giggles and chides
Exchanged were secrets till late night
Until one of the girls, the older
With an affectionate pat on her shoulder
Said her friend,"After ten years, i would like to meet,
Would like to know, when not at 20, will at 30, you be an adult?
And in what need?"

A chasm, a million miles wide....
Suddenly pushes the two away,far aside
The older is bemused,
The younger is reduced...
To being the possessor of a wounded bosom
For the truth gruesome,
Has stuck her that
Adulthood, strange, elusive
She seeks it never!