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Gift of God!

  • Writer: Lalima
    Lalima
  • Feb 2, 2022
  • 1 min read

 

You are central to my notions,

Intensities and pursuits.

My dependence on your ecstasy...

Don't be bemused,

I don't hold you on a pedestal.


When the merge of souls, so contrast

Like ours...occurs,

Altering either one

Or both, ...to forbid

Intoxicating repercussions.


Oh, it's perilous, no doubt.

This formidable formula.

Classic conditioning!

Shaping the lust.

But you don't define me, Mon Coeur.


Short-sightedness on my part,

Rebuttal there is none.

Incessant appetite to discover

This cryptogram that you are,

Provides you an authority to scoff.


My cognizance seeks, under your disguise!


 

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