A Poor Sonnet (copyright 2019 M Walker)
The sun came through
A hole in the blind
And warmed your naked skin.
I considered myself rich then
Lying next to you
The mattress on the floor
I considered myself rich then
Robed in stale blankets
Both of us naked.
The sun came through
A hole in the blind
And you, still asleep
Sought my warmth as it warmed you
In that opulent room above the bar.
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felicity:
Very beautiful!
intents20001:
@felicityfe Thank you so much my friend!