<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540680" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Perfect Lover</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My perfect lover was sent to me</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> By way of a hypnotherapist</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> On a soft deep couch</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> It summoned itself</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Through soft words</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Spoken</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Soporific</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Like drunk angels</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Whose wings too heavy to fly</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Rested on the shutters of the eye</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Losing track of time</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Lost in the hush of a cloakroom</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When all have gone home</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But one coat remains</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Waiting to hang a life on it</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Waiting for a love to come</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Even after the fifty soft minutes have past</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And the light breaks the shade at last</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> What remains</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> One single coat</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> You reach into it and pay</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> With a fifty pound note</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> yvette smith sept 08</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540680" data-title="Perfect Lover de Yvette Smith" data-description="My perfect lover was sent to me By way of a hypnotherapist On a soft deep couch It summoned itself Through soft words Spoken Soporific Like drunk angels Whose wings too heavy to fly Rested on the shutters of the eye Losing trac..."></div> </div> </div>

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