Clean Sheets
April 23, 2017
I sit
seeking
comfort
in
familiar surroundings
waiting...
for a friend
for the wine
red and rustic
to calm
my nerves
the
rogue
bite
eases
my breath
and keeps
me good company
A well worn
traveller
traveller
sits near
untouched
both
of
us
wondering
why
I chose
another
to
exploit
my desires
I could
not
resist
The New One
who
spreads
without shame
before me
My laugh
hums
low
and
deep
it is simple
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