Love Poem: Cute Explosion
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Written by: Peter Lewis Holmes

Cute Explosion

It was a cute explosion, an anomaly,
Something the press would like:
My puppy and you locked in an embrace
On your bike.

But my fame as a poet had grown too much,
We weren’t rhyming anymore, you and me:

I blamed our hormones; you, you blamed my
Obsession with death and alliteration 

And like a million others, I wondered;

Who gets the puppy?