unread poems
are like
unkissed lips.
awaiting
love
they sit upon
the cold
white sheets
listening
for footsteps,
hoping for eyes
to find
them delightful
and fun
and then
showered
with kisses
until the next
one comes.
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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