for our love
It's poetry flowing from his face
the overgrown playground of my imagination
food for my fettish untill I forget who am I
I tried to leave him but I am under his spell
it's hard to admit these days but I love such domination
the palm of his hands the limitless sky I live under
the limitless sky of all we can't do
all we can imagine, the sketches in my mind
are exploding with color
ready to burst into the movement of now
I tried to escape but here I am
nothing but a throbbing vessel
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