Thursday, June 07, 2018

listen, pickle

listen, pickle
we've got a sandwich between us
that thinks it's the star of the moment
and that deserves to be true,
but it's not. Between us
I only have eyes
for the side attraction,
the main distraction
I have in mind.
I've got to admit,
I wish there were two
of you. And you sit
looking just as if
you already knew

you're the only one.
Hey, pickle

let's take our time
to savor what no one can take
away, what's yours
and yours alone
that you have

to give.
And you have.

indispensible you
You are mine

this day

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