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AprilDawn Mar 2015
down my  
bamboo bedroom shade
a little crooked
as always
straighten it out
with a frustrated sigh
shut out those
stark  street lights
prying stray cat eyes
noisy birds
nutty squirrels
wrestle the sheets
then
roll into
spoon
my honey
Our night time ritual to a "t"

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