Postal Love
Do not treat my love like a slender stamp
Left dormant day by day upon the desktop
Quiescent, quiet, I quarrel with my integrity
For I want more than ice-cream and lolly-pop licks
For I have shown responsibility and trust
For I too inquire to be desired
Teasing me with your tongue while tampering with love written memoirs to
someone else
You send me away
But one day I'll come back to you when you forget
his address
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