Betwixt the wish to endear
with soda bread and cabecou
as ever our vases of marigolds wither with age
Yet I wish we could auger well, while standing still
with a *** of lapsang tea
before you kick off your slippers
tip toe upstairs
in sweet anticipation,
entice this confusion with our X and Y's,
and by turning the latch of the bay window
you will look into a misty pool
and dream of your entitlement.
May 20, 2012
May 20, 2012 at 2:55 PM UTC
Betwixt the wish to endear
with soda bread and cabecou
as ever our vases of marigolds wither with age
Yet I wish we could auger well, while standing still
with a *** of lapsang tea
before you kick off your slippers
tip toe upstairs
in sweet anticipation,
entice this confusion with our X and Y's,
and by turning the latch of the bay window
you will look into a misty pool
and dream of your entitlement.
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