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But Never A Banana

She’s in the spaces

between your thoughts

An open pair of legs

to quiet the voices in your head

A cup of coffee brewing

as your shower for work

She’s a candlelit room

in the middle of the night

She’s a piece of fruit

slipped into your satchel

She’s waiting

She’s waiting

waiting for the spaces

between your thoughts.

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