Linda Albertano Poem
BELOVED
Thou art incendiary.
Thou sendest me up in sparks
.......a hundred times a day.
Thou makest me hum like a thousand
.......buzzing phone lines yammering through
..............dizzy night.
When thou smilest upon me, I’m
.......money in the bank.
When thou snarlest, I am as a bad
.......check, bounced, and cowering
.......in thy heart’s darkest trash bin.
Thou art The Lion of La Cienega,
.......The Rose of Sherman Way.
.......I love to lay eyes on thee.
Thou ringest through me sudden
.......and bright as fresh champagne.
My switchboard overloadeth.
Thy breath is as clean laundry
.......folded behind thy lips.
Thy teeth art as white Lincolns
.......parked in neat rows.
I love to taste the texture
.......of thy skin.
Thine eyes are interstellar.
Beloved,
.......thou art incendiary.
Thou sendest me up in sparks!
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