Best Klaus Poems

They rode the bus with me today
From our town to the big city
she, so dainty, hands crossed, old hands.
Ankles crossed ever so slightly,
so very ladylike.

He had his arm aorund her,
Protecting her from the cold window
when the train went to and fro too.
She would look at...

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ian had developed quite 
the fetish for my prose we both 
were quite taken why it was santa's eve 
while we settled into the obvious café 
outside a village near Frankfurt 
sipping latte's and devouring raspberry tarts 
blueberry skoan's deep in the forest
my mind wandered...

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