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About This Poem
A Room with a View
A Room with a view
Tight-dressed woman, heaving heart
Sizing hips for overweight
My inside motive
Lust leads me fly half a mile
To indulge storming senses.
Vision I nurtured
Years back, intruding my thoughts
A swarming brain, empty bed.
Now expanding stain
Like crowded private bookcase
Gathering dust, vision blurred.
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*Inspired by the title of a British Novel of the same title by E.M.Forster.
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