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Click hereAs I lay dormant
in this den of thieves,
your love stands contagious
treading lightly upon me
Say you'll pin-up,
come undone for me,
come apart in stitches,
at the seam.
I met your silhouette
in my garden,
inside a rabbit's hole
and dreaming--
"Her boy could dance!"
and maybe, just maybe
promenade
(By Morning)
With any luck,
you will have bitten my mouth
by morning.
I winced at the first clichish phrase until I saw you were using it as a tool. Storybook.
Your (by morning) I did not see the need to repeat it for the last line.
Awesome title, really, you are a rockstar.
~J
I liked this poem with coffee but liked it better after a second reading. By the way, poetic title.