The tenuous drizzle
Ties me up to your precious
silhouette, exquisite chrysalis.
Your located voice
Highlights for me amber corridors:
“I didn’t take for so a passionate guy,
You, so merry,
You, so high spirited
You, so informal…
Who writes those things
So blue and so bewitching.”
Because those dictions are
my thirst for your kisses
Because the language of my passion for you
Is my North
Because our love’s spirit
Elapses
Between
Candelabra
Of
Glory
And
Intimate
Peaches.
So be it between you and I…
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