The K-Tel instant love poem and cigarette machine

You say you __________ me
but your __________ smile
says otherwise.
And waiting like __________
in the __________ ,
photographs of our __________
become obscene __________ ,
that tug at my __________ ,
and __________ and __________ ,
when solitude draws
lines clinical and pale
as the __________ of a __________
in the __________ .

You pester me about
the way I leave my poems
__________ , so they are
open to __________ .
Like our __________ love,
never __________ , always
__________ , in the dark.
When I __________ ,
it feels like __________ .
Do you remember us
in Egypt, on the back
of that camel?