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Jul 2013
Originally called
The Bottle of Water By My Bed

Parched so oft,
Everything dried out,
Throat, life, poetic inspiration,
Yes, getting out of bed is too oft
Hell on earth.

The Bottle of Water By My Bed,
She makes sure is always there,
Named and bottled from a special source,
"I'm Here, Love, Don't You Dare Leave"
Says the label, further noting that
Source of this water is
Heart Springs Eternal, USA.

Ha. Smile.
Get outta bed,
Take a sip,
**** that bottle of loving constancy.
One more: Another short, sweet little piece of word candy that no one read (except for,Β Β as usual, Lori C.), so I retitled it appropriately Lost in Space II, and relaunch it again after saying a prayer hoping that after reading it, you will share my pleasure from it too..
Nat Lipstadt
Written by
Nat Lipstadt  M/nyc
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