Turn-Offs?A Poem by Pete![]() I miss your smell. All funky and warm. Hiding under the covers. Where our spirits first found each other. Invading my memories like an unstoppable army. I miss the goose down pillows and comforter. And the hot soup in bed when I cough. But not that damned alarm clock that just won't .. ... turn off ... © 2019 Pete |
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Added on August 27, 2019 Last Updated on August 28, 2019 |


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