story of a friendship.


Empty Ash Tray

Forsaking pleasure
tomorrow
or feelings today
she is willing to let him
empty her ash tray
She does not like the smell of coffee
or the taste of tea
but she enjoys him
and his flavor
as he empties her ash tray
She heard his footsteps coming
his footsteps taking their time
As time slips away
She allows him to
Come and empty her ash tray.




Poetry by Dorsey Baker The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-02-09 at 22:35

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