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Posted by on Aug 28, 2007


I poked my head in
to see the moonlight pour
over your bare leg.

You rustled slightly and
I retreated, walking circles
in the carpet.

I know you know my

and I know you know the question
that will come well before a week has passed.

Where to next?

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