Dog Ears

Sun, 07/28/2013 - 11:18 -- kmeredi

I'm staying asleep because

I realized that time is

meaningless.

I woke up twice,

eariler.

1) To wash your back and kiss you on your way

2) Alone with a memory of a dog-eared page.

You've been keeping secrets

between the leather.

It must be important

because you hate

flipped edges.

Probably.

I'll have trouble sleeping with you in your bed.

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