J L
I was startled
by that degree
by that depth
the all encompassing love
last evening when
we laughed so much
and you called me girlie
coz i pressed wild flowers
into books with numbers and notes
and wore pink scarves but
you laid between my stark white shhets
embroided with frilly French lace.
But Iv'e known you now
for four years or more
yet you are able still
to make gasp and thrill.
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