Saturday 16 April 2011

He has turned me into one of his stories
A lunch time anecdote
In which I join myself
For a hearty laugh
In his affection and humour
He makes it his own
My vulnerable, bare moment
Dished out in a plate
Because he just didn't see

2 comments:

F. said...

This is now my all-time favorite amongst all your poems.

SW said...

wow...!

 

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