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Bare Poetry

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So how do you see
the real poeting me
feathery quill in hand
pallid parchment below

Fully bared in pure light
as I sit down to write
lavender sweet taper
flits and flitters

Draped in shimmering flow
of long blonde hair
as I conjure up some flair
for these spilt inky words

So where will I roam
your Godiva with a poem
no need for a horse
as I straddle this stool

Savoring this time
as I revel all in rhyme
knowing that you know

just how to read me

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