I will be adding some poetry I wrote
last year---never been posted here.
Written 2/08/10
When the old grandfather's clock
Strikes midnight. ..
A woman appears to me
She stands at the end of my bed
Crying pofusely
I sit up and hold out my hand
She touches it in such a way That I cannot understand
She joins me
Lies by my side
Makes love with me
Leaves, until the next midnight. .. ...
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