418 Poem by RIC BASTASA
418
tonight you wrap me like a blanket
to your body,
you use me again
i know how is it not to be really loved
and yet pretend that love
exists inside the circle of your arms
i keep on saying
you love me, you love me
i am in your embrace.
you sleep and dream
of her somewhere in the
place you know
just between you and her
but i do not really mind
this stolen moment
is my lifetime.
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