PAUL MURPHY & THE BISHOPS
Frequently unwieldy missives from a chap wandering around London.
Monday, 15 July 2013
Oh well, whenever: a poem
Oh well, whenever.
Your single-worded message,
the frown in sympathy,
even a kiss within a dream
elicits a breath unbidden, sharply caught.
A reaction more erotic
than anything thought.
PM
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