The Convoluted Truth
As polished vespers,
Your eyes alone asphyxiate throats and dreams
You’re constricting my already-narrow fantasy
A long-winded path has led me to you
And I’m forced to picture what it would be like
For five seconds,
To be the one prancing down the passageway
In ivory cloak and that new adorned gem
With all my heart
I wish you were not in it
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