Monday, July 06, 2020

WHY WOULD WE? 


Why would we
wish to lead

other lives --
drinking sherry,

perhaps, at
a decrepit

hotel in
failing light

on the shore,
where the surge

of waves, that
sound, would be

the only thing
which matters;

that, and what
you feel when

I touch you
there, and there,

oh, and there.



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