The tallboy caught a
shaft of
sunlight in the shop
and I
knew immediately it
would be
perfect placed between
the
two bright windows of
my bedroom
and I had just the
mirror to
put above it in which
we
both could see your
face
purpling in passion,
the
height just right so
that
without your heels you
were
forced onto tiptoe to
get the
depth you desired,
your
breath misting the
image, your
flailing hair sweeping
it clear.
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