to bask in warm and welcome words
the myth of your mystical size
fills my mind with light sometimes
i will, in future, take note of your sneeze
i will, in future, get to my knees
should you pass by here
or near
i will.
to get half a chance
i eagerly visit your face some nights
mouth mostly silent, and your eyes have lights
i’ll soak you up and soak in you
i’ll look you up and look in you
i’ll not give you up, just give to you
i’m not through
are you?
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