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Dec 2012
1.
you smile
as the moon falls through the blinds
landing on your olive tones
sending chills throughout my bones
Weary
you can disarm me so well
too free with that knowing glance
for this is a novice romance
Watching
you dream, even the garden
gnome i stole can't help but stare
as you lie there without a care
Beseech
the sandman to keep his distance
his success will separate us
in the land of Nod we are lost
2.
dawn breaks
through the clouds with the sound of thunder
and threatens to tear us asunder
under the bedding
we could be sweating
betting i would take the day off
just to keep you here in my loft
scoff then if you must
this isn't mere lust
trust is a three way stop on a two way street
these words fall to the floor as i rise to my feet
agreed i'll leave and grab us some brunch
white wine cheese and some pears to munch
the final line is a lift from Richard Wilbur's "A Late Aubade"
kevin von alcoline
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