do not laugh
i am aching, it is not just my eyes
(from too much reading)
it is not just my arms and legs
(from too much work, and walk and
your prescription for a daily exercise
those weights and pumping irons)
do not laugh at me
you are the woman that i love
away from me
and this heartache is not funny
let us make love
in cyberspace tonight
9 p.m. sharp
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