Wednesday, June 29, 2011

3171. ROMANCE

ROMANCE
I went to Namen Brook to
drown you, and I failed. Yes,
you gurgled and you sputtered,
and I thought I'd done it right -
your pale, blue eyes rolled back,
I watched, you gasped, and that
fine, female chest, it heaved.
Thinking it was over, I guess I
stopped too soon. No matter,
even after all of that, you
claim still to love me dearly.

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