Poetry

Drawer

He saw me holding on to you
We sat there for a few minutes
This is gonna be an issue
He’ll find out our secrets

All this time you were good to me
Keeping both our feelings hidden
You even gave me a gold vintage key
As our relationship sweetly deepens

But now that he knows about us
I’m sure he will try to interfere
Sorry I have to leave you this fast
My precious maple drawer, my dear

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