Thursday, 17 July 2014

After a Tweet

in the door like a flake of ice
breath framed by light
i would picture you in a negligee
of course
but this isn't a slutty wander
and as i bask in wonder
your rounding stroll
causes my head to toll
for whom i do not know

our love cannot grow
and you cannot show
a simple recognition

look right through me
i'm smitten forever

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