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she said (Free verse) by Bill Z Bub

bodily proximity, pheromones, chemicals and whispered tones, entangled lives, or lonely souls; this is not love she said, with a bright lop-sided grin, pushing me down again to the mattress' wrinkled skin.

Bill Z Bub 3-Dec-02/10:19 PM
Thanks. Interestingly, this poem was untitled until I decided to post it here. And I actually considered "Lessons", but thats the title of another poem I've written.




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