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Two Nights in February I & II
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Polka Dot Paperchase I
every night before i rise
i fantasize
about the ultimate prize
not the ones who tantalize
you with their bedroom eyes
but the sweet one who shies
away from you
but who ultimately takes your cries
away from you
and the one who divides your thighs
and/but still loves you
on the inside... when he's inside.
II
writing in pale candlelight
with poor eyesight
wishing for a lovely to have
at my bedside
these urges come in cycles
when, mixed with all my life's trifles
my heart stifles
its independence
and replaces it with longing
for a man strong in
convictions
with minimal afflictions
with whom i envision depictions
of kisses and embraces
and a love that outlasts
clock faces
and builds nurseries
and encounters (innumerable)
silver anniversaries
