cuddling on the floor

it must have been the beverage

or the delicious food

of our romance on feb. 14

that confused me



or perhaps i was just

distracted with excitement

having you visit me at

one state street



but as i was glancing

at your hips that were straddling me



and while i was rubbing your thigh

through the jeans you were wearing



you said 'nice fire'



i looked to your smile

only to see you were

looking at the fire place



that was also throwing out heat

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Very strategic metaphor within this poem!


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