Tuesday, April 30, 2013

5


I hear panting through the walls.
A moan distinctly not known.

In every silence, a smack-a kiss.
Who is the mistress whom sighs in my home?

You are welcome and wanted
-but not by me-alone.

Lastly a gasp & murmurers in-discerned.
Leaving me with you, unanswered.

Are you anyone I could ever call my own?

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