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Pen Lux
Poems
Jan 2011
the difference between
the sounds you made,
matched with the eyes you made
are nothing compared to
her red nails, and the single you saw.
she thinks of riddles before she falls asleep
and every time she rolls over in the night
she hears the same lyrics that she'd like to hear you sing.
promises of bra straps peeking through shirts
and leaves tacked to the walls you'll bounce off.
he talks of color
and losing himself in upside down words.
Not sure which way he'd fall, even now,
with his hand sleeping between my thighs.
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Pen Lux
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