Euginia Tan

I would like to watch for something
Other than the crease in your frown
Or the dent in your cheek
When you smirk at a
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The train unloads
Its baggage of weary travelers
At each stop. I hear it
Sigh as it opens
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There is a red felt heart
Emblazoned on your
Shirt pocket. Strawberry tart
Baked fresh from the oven
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I dreamt about you last night
And I probably will again
The next night, the next next night…
And then the night after, the nights after…
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You're not for me to leash onto,
And drag along the borders of my moods.
I want to keep you closer than close,
And sometimes wish you would not go.
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As night falls I wait for the clock to tick.
I know, at the tock, that you will come home.
I don't know how I know but I just do.

When the door opens I wait for a creak,
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One day I'll creep up from behind you
Then blind you with my hair
My fist gagging you

That'll be the day I start to question
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Jazz.
The lilting sexy raspiness
Of a seductress
With a fur boa on her neck.
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The fruit of labour is warm in my lap.
I don't have to tell you
How good it feels,
Or exactly which centigrade I am at.
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Love me,
Love me not,
It's high time someone ought,
To tell you love is not about
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I am waiting beneath the wings
As you turn up
I am watching you approach but
I do not say a word.
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