Slender doors, and
Bulky sofa
Deepen an urge for an invisible visitor
To creek and pose a seat,
Resting her long arms
with dainty words
In sweet little quivering lips
To croon about her whereabouts
Into my inner ear;
As I sip couple of pints
from my China tea cup
To stretch my time, and
Resonate beauty of the fore
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