Saturday, November 27, 2010

Like a loan shark transaction gone awry

*originally posted August 4, 2008 at
I'm reposting this because I just found it, and I likes it.

In my dream I spilled cookies
On your mothers front porch
She thought I was stealing
I was passing the torch
Only trying to clean up
the mess that I left
You told me you loved me
then charged me with theft
"I thought love was a gift.
This seems more like a loan."
You said "Dear, love, I fear
is not something you own."

Copyright Andrea Lyn Cole 2008

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