Sunday, September 14, 2014

5905. LOVER

LOVER
I am the mirror you eat. I am the embezzler who
has taken your heart and mind.  Look askance at
all that I do  -  my clothes, my shoes, my jacket.
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There are three steps on the end of the porch  -
I will vault them in a most-simple leap. And
then I will take you away. Limit nothing, lover.


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