Ah, what tragedy has befallen me!
I seem to have forgotten who i am
His brown eyes are all i can see
this mean my soul is damned?
He wonders bout the house all day
wearing nothing but his robe
reciting poetry and tells me "Nay!"
as underneath i try to probe
At a loss of words am I
as he begins to laugh
"Shh, just bide the tide,
I'm in need of a nap!"
I watch him as he sleeps
and feel a burning in my chest
Where is it that he keeps
antacid and all the rest?
"Its in the top drawer of the bureau
i gasp, he's reading my mind!
nay, but he is so much my hero
in fact we're one of a kind...
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