Illusion

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Am I under your spell,
Of what you've done in the past?
So eager you seemed to cast
That radiance of love in you that dwell.

Leaves me wonder
Keeps me ponder
Should I settle?
Oh it's a battle!

Wishing upon that lasts--
But nothing lasts
Oh the ego;
In haze I know not where to go.

Thy mistress I'd begift to mine
Thouest feelings don't hold back to thine
Oh lad,
Much have I thought about this crap.

I still wonder
So does my ponder
Come forth and settle
This unending battle.

For only you can put an end
To my disarray that doesn't seem to end.

I now realizeThoughts after thoughts I improviseA nincompoop:I was to know only poop

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I now realize
Thoughts after thoughts I improvise
A nincompoop:
I was to know only poop.

An altered-
Being created that further faltered.
To thee I
Reframe my gratitude; gleams my eyes.

Heart to heart
Lips to lips
In every field of
Experiences you blew off.

Tell me now
With gestures by your brow
For
Actions speak louder than words; more.

25th March, 2016
Chubbee


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