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I want to stay up late
reading poems and drawing
reading poems and drawing
on each other’s skin
But you are so weary
so often
And then morning comes
and you drop
your feet
on the rough floor
and shuffle
toward the cockcrow
And you’ve forgotten
that I want your skin
But you are so weary
so often
And then morning comes
and you drop
your feet
on the rough floor
and shuffle
toward the cockcrow
And you’ve forgotten
that I want your skin
on my skin
Your attention sits near the window
The washbasin
The coffee pot
The door
The door
Occasionally a kiss
on the forehead
before goodbye
on the forehead
before goodbye
But always a pause
for the dog bowl
for the cat
for the dog bowl
for the cat
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