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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