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On end

by Scott Cadence



Heels
throw out
how they've
seen you
from time
to time

my collars flare
scrapes of speech
a pant pocket
entertain a stare

should we decide
to expire
quiet eyes
mask frustration
stolen from sight
into lust
momentarily yours-
briefly disturbed
from your ring,
to my welcome.

11/07/2001

Posted on 11/07/2001
Copyright © 2024 Scott Cadence

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