Piano Chime
September 21, 2010 by unlistedmuse
21
at night
our lips door
knob lock
together into
place each in
a fit part of
our daily puzzle run
a kiss to say good
morning to your
open eyes, another to
your leaving back and
forty more, or so
I don’t add to
my average, so
our weekly
total can,
equal the
day we
met on
the bench.
Love,
Muse
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