I just stopped
in the middle
of some confrontation
with an asshole pledged
to upholding the mendacity
on which thrives the world's evil
because I remembered
it was your smile
the feel in my nerves of your breasts
and sweet bed of our loving
that awaited me
at the end of this onerous day
one of an endless series
which contained in it our love...our release...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
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