loved him much followed him subways mornings slept slept late slept pain curled body spoon passive trembling cigarette dirty morning beautiful banal world light world living Bach coffee toothbrush please come His body a light in the bedroom, his smile a dog in the bed: He shakes me with hugs, overwhelms me with kisses; I raise my arms to embrace his neck. He takes me in his arms to dance, and I try, an old woman taking her turn. His kisses pull me down to the street. I'm happy to smoke his cigarette
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