Valentine's Day

Slowly with the 
Finesse of silk
Easing first the tip
Followed to the knuckle
Until it buckles
under pressure;
release the rushing 
tension built as fibers
woven, knit to hold,
slip open, teasing
what‘s inside.


Sliding ever towards the rear,
The creases bellow soft
And smooth.
The burst. The tear
And quivered crinkle
Reveal the delicate
letter, simple.

Oh.  
It’s just an electric bill.

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