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A poem

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It’s a quarter to three

I tried to sleep but it’s no use
I think about what you said to me
some words have no excuse
I’m always the one who’s
like, excuse me for living.
you bring me kisses and hugs
and talk of worldly misgivings
when we’re making love.
You are not a romantic .
I ask you to not talk
amidst kisses so very frantic
it’s no reason to be angry
with you walking away.
are you saying to me,
that you cannot sway
are you saying, you only kiss
with incessant talking
take it that way
or am just walking
now, the last thing on my
mind is me kissing you
I’ll mow the lawn or watch tv
or daydream of the morning dew