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The rhyme was easy The meter was simple All we needed was the title. Whispered words in the night Loops traced on restaurant napkins A soft sound against my neck. A burst of thought during lunch break Scrolling through lines on a screen Or the rasp of pages between dry fingers. The title eluded us A distant, provocative idea whose Promise tasted sweeter than its journey, But whose demand pulled at our stomachs In an endless tug-of-war. It was one a.m., he had garlic and ***** and toothpaste breath and I Coughed and mumbled and Shoved him away when he Gasped and prodded my shoulder, Excited feet making the bed shake. Somewhere between my **** off" And "goodnight, sweetheart" was the Soft caress, the tickle on the back of my neck That wormed its way into the Corner of my brain A white film that slowly seeped behind My eyelids- "Reginald" Reginald Reginald? I sat up, I turned, I stared at him until He opened one smoky eye and watched me Watching him. And then I laughed. And laughed. And that's why we named you Reginald.
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Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 12:29 AM UTC
The Poem of You
The rhyme was easy The meter was simple All we needed was the title. Whispered words in the night Loops traced on restaurant napkins A soft sound against my neck. A burst of thought during lunch break Scrolling through lines on a screen Or the rasp of pages between dry fingers. The title eluded us A distant, provocative idea whose Promise tasted sweeter than its journey, But whose demand pulled at our stomachs In an endless tug-of-war. It was one a.m., he had garlic and ***** and toothpaste breath and I Coughed and mumbled and Shoved him away when he Gasped and prodded my shoulder, Excited feet making the bed shake. Somewhere between my **** off" And "goodnight, sweetheart" was the Soft caress, the tickle on the back of my neck That wormed its way into the Corner of my brain A white film that slowly seeped behind My eyelids- "Reginald" Reginald Reginald? I sat up, I turned, I stared at him until He opened one smoky eye and watched me Watching him. And then I laughed. And laughed. And that's why we named you Reginald.
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Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 12:29 AM UTC
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