Best Poem of J M Horr

I Never Have A Title
and I don't know
where she lives
I only imagine
her room
her food
her getting dressed
rubbing cream into her legs
I'm there
at the end of the
bed
she can't see me
she sits right on my
lap
my legs remember her weight
adjusting accordingly
I long to feel her
that . . .
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always the trouble
nearing completion
or miles from it
will the pen just
stop
or must I
stop
it . . .
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