Lydia <br />unwraps her <br />Kit Kat bar <br />and breaks off <br />a finger <br />and eats it <br /> <br />I watch her <br />like some pup <br />hoping she <br />will break off <br />a finger? <br />for Benny <br /> <br />it's morning <br />the sun bright <br />coming through <br />the narrow gap <br />between flats <br /> <br />she bites off <br />more finger <br />her small teeth <br />less white now <br /> <br />want a bit?? <br />she asks me <br />offering <br />half finger <br /> <br />that'd be nice <br />I reply <br /> <br />I take it <br />and mouth it <br />and eat it <br />explosion <br />of biscuit <br />chocolate <br />and sweetness <br /> <br />she eats more <br />as we walk <br />through the Square <br /> <br />my sister's <br />Lydia <br />informs me <br /> <br />you stole it?? <br /> <br />borrowed it <br />I'll buy one <br />just for her <br />when I can <br /> <br />does she know?? <br />I ask her <br /> <br />not just yet <br />but I will <br />I promise <br /> <br />she gives me <br />a finger <br />of chocolate <br />I'm paid off <br /> <br />now she eats <br />the last piece <br />screwing up <br />the paper <br />she puts it <br />in the small <br />dress pocket <br /> <br />it's all gone <br />we the two <br />partakers <br />of the crime <br />lick our lips <br />and walk on <br /> <br />it was nice <br />the feeling <br />the warm taste <br />chocolate <br />crisp biscuit <br /> <br />won't she know?? <br />I ask her <br /> <br />not just yet <br />too busy <br />in our bed <br />she tells me <br />with the Spiv <br />smart boyfriend <br /> <br />we walk down <br />the wide slope <br />from the Square <br />gazing up <br />Meadow Row <br />where the Sun <br />smiles at us<br /><br />Terry Collett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/partners-in-crime-4/
