3: 17am Poem by Vi Lanflagle

3: 17am



Slip out the door
and into ur arms
crawl through the window
and into your bed
where we lie awake
and talk
until finally
sleep almost takes us...

But then its too late...
break the alarm clock...

Then relunctantly,
crawl out of bed
and back through the window
slip slowly out of your arms
one last kiss before...
sneak quietly back inside.

(March 7,2008)

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Vi Lanflagle

Vi Lanflagle

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