Love Poem: Hearing Aid
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Written by: Andres Luis Bigote

Hearing Aid

All they need is the gentle touch
From fingers that with purpose caress
And rub the lobes with a delicate clutch
Tracing circles with deft and finesse

Fall asleep now my princess, all will be well
By the time you awake I'll be gone
But you'll know I was here
By the sound in your ear
'Twas your troubadour's left you song