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Idle Flame
She came to me with pride
and with her sealed conditions
said she wanted someone she could trust
with a preposition
to ease her cobwebbed lust
It was cold out there on the avenue
I'd been walking lonely for some way
it was the idleness of her greeting
it was the warmth of the fire within
There was little choice to make
and nothing new to say
just come inside, keep it between
the u...
Thursday 18th July 2019 10:46 am
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