for a night visitor
Tonight,
When the wind blows,
You will find me.
You will smell my breath
And come around locked doors
And through barred windows
With your hungry kisses.
I will not wake,
But in the morning
I will see the evidence
Of your affection.
9 Comments:
I think this poem is a lot less romantic if you know it was inspired by a mosquito. :S
Aw. I was all excited for a moment, too.
I like it.
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The evidence bit tripped me up until it hit me: mosquito.
Cursed things.
At least they inspire clever poetry, yes?
You write poetry?? And sexy mosquito poetry at that!
Ohhh, a mosquito. I thought maybe you'd started taking Ambien. . .
optimistic. - Yeah, it's pretty much the only action I'm getting. :)
ginsburg - Heh. No, not often (and never before about mosquitos).
Excellent.
Love it.
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