a guy with his head to an iPhone
called a gal he assumed sent heart's true tone
he promised wild love
across the ether above
as she leaned there against his left thigh bone
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Mark Francis
Published translator of verse and original writer of haiku, senryu, lyric, occasional and genre poetry and speculative fiction.
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