to seize my thighs
for the fourth-fortieth-four hundredth
time
I don’t want you to be
a pock on my bedpost
I want to be the one
who rolls over you
with you
in the dark
and
makes you laugh
in the day
The someone here
for you
June 26, 2020
Day 81 of 100
Prompt: use the last line of another poem as the first line/inspiration for a new poem (used last line of "Someone There").
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