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Marsha Singh
Poems
Jan 2011
Tryst
You have a flying machine.
I have the afternoon off.
Let's meet where we used to,
huddled under mossy eaves,
fumbling with rented keys;
you can call me Gypsy RoseΒ
and I can call you Captain.
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