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"Pillow"
by Jeph Johnson
It is nearly magic how her eyes smile when she moves;
Casting glances from inside, though happenstance can fool
While past me floats her visage to galvanize this poem
She puts my words in play despite hinting at unknown
And light surrounds her smile, fantastic and unique
It's intermittent glow's enough to really stimulate
Though my appetite is growing and my hunger rests on air
In her pillow of flirtation I sleep through this affair
