Bed Mates

If the words won’t come out right,

tension blocks them with its might,

know that talent is a ruse,

and take a nap with a muse.

You’ll wake up fresh, with insights,

inspiration, plots, and plights,

and little will your lover know

you’ve shared your bed with his foe.

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