Untitled Poem by J M Horr

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you took my jacket for a smoke
and in the pocket you wrote a note
you said:
I'll be in your bed tomorrow
so do you want love or sorrow?

I found it in the morning
underneath your skirt of red
as you lay yawning
in my bed!

Friday, January 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: girl
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