I can move your memory
From hell to heaven
And mold my heart
To shuttered justification
I can conjure exhaled sweetness
To breach boundaries
Ripe with the smell of
epic strangeness
I can let our promise
Haunt my demented dreams --
As if the contract was fulfilled
And we each moved on
I can indulge the notion
An underprivileged heart
Stokes blind devotion
In a world fraught with schoolyard bullies
And desire
Is a meager master
Unaware of the watch
Winding down
Yet, feelings spin me away
And I want to lose my mind
Just now
Just you
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