"Drowning Spectacularly in Deep Pools of Words"
“Would you like some soup?” she said
He was being spoon fed
Alphabet code while he sat in his wheelchair
“I’m a whippersnapper”, he said
“There, there,” she said
“Love is in here”, she said
Massaging his heart
the wounds disappeared
“I am a Poet”, he said
“You're Trouble with a capital "T"," she said
"The magic is in here”, she said
stroking both his temples
“hmmm, that feels good”, he said
“Your eyes are deep pools”, he said
“I see myself drowning in them”
“Danger’s your middle name,” she said
"I put a sedative and Scopolamine in your Soup,
your mind's been covertly read", she said
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
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