Her Body Was Like A Coffee Pot Tepid Yet; Just Enough Caffeine To Keep Me From Sleep, Or Turning, Irritably Mean.We'd Tussle Over The Cream She Was Never One To Pour But That All

Her body was like a coffee pot
Tepid yet; just enough caffeine
To keep me from sleep,
Or turning, irritably mean.

We'd tussle over the cream
She was never one to pour
But that all changed and more
When sunlight lowered its sheen.

by Mark Heathcote

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