I have claimed you
Your sparkly eyes
Your toothy smile
Your rough shorn hair
Your warm body against mine.
You didn’t know
I took you home that night
And sleep wouldn’t come
In the muggy air of dawn.
At work in midday
I long for my bed
To find the sleep I lost.
But you are there
Disturbing me in restive slumber.
I’d like to return you
Along with the borrowed dreams
But how do I rub off from my skin
The memory of when last we met?
Denn A. Meneses
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