Monday, November 26, 2007

A Careless Lover

The morning meal is set on the table.
Easily.
I've done this before.

Sit with You while eat. This is supposed to be my offering.
Easily.
It's worked before.

See You to the door, cursory peck on the cheek.
Easily.
That's what lovers do.

So i've done the rites.
The rest of the day is mine, then?

I paint my nails, i eat my fill.
I read the mags You've never fancied.

I let no other men into the house.
I've been faithful, then?

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Please don't become just a way of life.
Please don't become just a set of rules.
Please don't become a system of thinking.
Please don't become a just legend, a storybook hero.
You are my Lover, my Master, my Best Friend.
Please help me remember when i forget.

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