DesiredA Poem by hjcmThe eyes slide off her and don’t trouble to rest there. Walking awkward and looking foolish with a weight about her neck that prevents her swimming or flying off, better than any cage. darling baby dear tonight we should open the champagne because it’s a celebration I’ll need access to your nakedness and you shall consent Not a stranger looks at her or her long coat with its large morose black buttons each for a thousand glossy blank stares. Prepped for danger in the bedroom tonight, she snaps the hours away as the hands on her watch jackknife later and later. © 2010 hjcmReviews
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