Exclusive

You are my shark.
You bit me.
You nearly killed me.

I am your dog.
A man’s best friend.
I do not bite.

We are the stars.
We shine above.
We are famous.

They are just
there below
watching us.

I know why.
You know how.
We know very well.

I must desire.
You insisted.
We are exclusive.

2015

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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