A Fatal Love

You know I love you
I tell you all the time
Don't I? Well I do
I love you desperately
Every day a bit more
Like leprosy
And this is a totally separate issue
But if you must snore
Again tonight
All night
Then my love
I simply must
Kill you

Nicolette Turner

If you've any comments on this poem, Nicolette Turner would be pleased to hear from you.

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