(it was) A Rainy Day

I stripped you of your modern day loincloths

dragged a tired man to the throne of ivory keys

we laughed as your took your position

ready to muse

I took pictures of you at the piano

you turned a curious eye in my direction

I stared at you through the palm fronds

and then again through the lens

and stashed the evidence in a DO NOT OPEN folder

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