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ramblings unfinished


she
with rare panache
deftly fills
her bin with trash
sweeps the floor
cleans the place
moves around
with style and grace

she
chats to me
and all the while
brightens me
with her smile
I drink my tea
say I must go
just don't want

her
to know
how close Iam
to betraying a trust
for I watch

her
with eyes of lust
close my eyes
imagine the bliss

she
gives me a kiss
so I sup my tea
find my hat
say thanks for
company and chat
squeeze a hand
that and no more

she
escorts me
to her back door
I'm on the street
crisis at an end
I didn't make a pass
at my dear friend

she
of style and grace
how I wish to
spend the night
at your place
rest
my throbbing head
on your breast
in your bed
kill my devils
probably weep
then in your arms
to healing sleep












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