The Note
The Note
Back in the dusty toe
Of the library cove
Was where we would go
Not with any books in tow
Just the need to let love grow
With you I would lose all control
Every once and
a while we
Would leave each
other sensual love notes.
Years later I went back
After my divorce just
To satisfy my curiosity
That was about
To make me choke.
Back in the corner of the cove
In our old Grey’s Anatomy Book
Was where I saw my latest love note,
You left your name
Your email address
And you’re handsome
Picture for an
Old bloke.
My heart leaped for joy
When I saw your note.
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