September 2011
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a texted romance
i named myself coffeelover, as
a joke: young turk seeks young turkess
smart rhymes written, for undercover work.
first one reply, then five later,
an honest smile overpowers my sense
more emails sent: interested then?
why don’t we just meet?
it was easy to write, words tapped at home
far from real life where we’ll talk
with untexted words
so i sms a bar, and she texts
i know john snow,...
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