I am tucked away
where I can be
the couch, under
the bed, in your
sock. When you want
me again, you’ll have
trouble finding me. I’ll stay
tucked away for days, until,
eventually, you quit looking.
Filed under lust and love, Musings
Lets hope not.
This is great. The generality of “I” leaves open so much
I think this has great imagery and story. Not a word too many, nor a word too few.
PS: I think it would better to state: Not a word too many. Not a word too few.
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