Purloined Care - Poem by David Floren
Two would-be lovers
If I had my druthers,
Real pith is
What I’d share,
Winning lion heart
Loans by lying.
By saying I’m loaded.
I’m really full of it.
Teasing heat from a setting sun
Takes a special, purloined care,
Prometheus would be quite jealous.
This radiant pair.
[10-23-06, El Cerrito, CA]
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