swathes, Gin, gift of Fire-
orbs of steel, aromatics,
composuist, lip smiling, sigh,
new moonshine, her first try
she perceives, a must at least-
jump; charms, quizzes, time
at last, smelly cigarettes, stale
apparently real men drink ale
erasing dearheart, just any
short, lack of words, male
television, he and she swoon
dam, another friend, the loons
her knower, knows your only
as good as your lover pleases
even in her stasis, recognizes
his talents, amazes, & teases
reaches for her- in genuine like,
porcelain skin with bad guanine
politely asking her perception,
a reflection of dearheart, haunts
politely she declines, she rises
replaces her shoes, disappoints
mythical cures, not her ids dna's
again her love for dearheart, stays
clichés consolations crap; meant
to be's; mythical underneath another
will mend out the old. A task she
would not even try a fools ride,
sitting near the water, staying dry.
Again her sighs, glances at moon.
hoping against logic, her dearheart
leaves ration, loves her with passion.
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