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rum and coke

by Bet Yeldem

If wishes were changes

your seeking lips would linger a while longer

on mine, you wouldn't taste of rum

and coke, and I wouldn't go on

pretending like I don't care

that you are only mine when I am sleeping.



I'd like to teach you

how to reach me and touch my skin so

that I barely feel your presence

and yet your fingers become

a hurricane force of

intensity that brings me to my knees.



If wishes were changes

you wouldn't look at me that way anymore

then turn so quickly as if you just

remembered that i don't fit

into your master plan,

a life carefully crafted to seem spontaneous.



I'd like to show you

how to know me and how to let me swim

in you because you've swallowed

me whole, never guessing

that I could make

my home sweet home deep in your veins.



If wishes were changes

this dam of excuses would be washed away,

just long enough for me to find out

whether my instincts were right

or wrong about your ability

to look me in the eye upon our waking.




09/04/2006

Posted on 09/04/2006
Copyright © 2024 Bet Yeldem

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