Come Around the Corner of my Room

Come around the corner of my room.
It’s well decorated –
I have cleaned it, after long, with a broom.

I have let the cool breeze in
and trapped it inside,
and in the process, I was quite keen.

I have washed the curtains
and put on new bedsheets –
all looks good and I’m certain.

It’s dark inside
but bright enough
for us to reside.

We will latch the  front door
and not let anyone in;
just me and you – my Lenore;
you will soon be tired,
but I will keep on asking for more.

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