Monday, April 14, 2008

Just My Luck


It's just like me to love kissing you
when our lips meeting pays nothing
except delight and shivers.

It's just like me to think a walk
in the meadow by the brook
is worth more than money.

It's just my luck to work with words,
finding their lure seductive
though nouns do not pay the bills.

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