sorry I didn’t take you to bed last night!
but,
I just want you
to know,
it
had
nothing
to
do
with
my not
desiring to;
believe me,
it was
on my mind
from
the
moment
you
showed up
at
the
door!
I
suppose
I
simply
drank
far
too
much
wine
at
the restaurant
and
just
passed-out
on
the
sofa
with you right there
in my lap—
please,
forgive me!
I promise:
not
one
sip
tonight
before
I
take you
right
upstairs
and
savour
every
last
bit
of
your
lovely
little body of work!
okay,
well . . .
I
hope
you
get this
message;
I'll try to
ring you again
in the morning with
nothing short of a 'rave' review
for your very first book of poetry . . . beep beep beep
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