PoliteSuccubus
Spinster Aunt of Lit
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- Nov 29, 2002
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I drempt of you again
Tho you are banished from my waking hours
And again you were my friend
And again we laughed and talked
And touches became gentle
Words whispered
And again you were my lover
And again I was complete.
But morning comes again
And I make up my mind
Like I make up my bed
Smoothing the rumples and wrinkles
To a smoothness that belies what went on before.
To the untrained eye it would seem no one had slept there before
Or loved here before.
Tho you are banished from my waking hours
And again you were my friend
And again we laughed and talked
And touches became gentle
Words whispered
And again you were my lover
And again I was complete.
But morning comes again
And I make up my mind
Like I make up my bed
Smoothing the rumples and wrinkles
To a smoothness that belies what went on before.
To the untrained eye it would seem no one had slept there before
Or loved here before.