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Poetry, poetry, You drag it out of me with your wickedly innocent smile like a never ending scarf from my throat And I hungering for more and more daydreams of you go along willingly, even though I am tired, seeking the blissful happiness which you bring. |
Copyright ©2015 Ashi Shadow - 9/13/15.
Considered switching these lines in order: "hungering for more and more / daydreams of you" with "go along willingly, / even though I am tired,"
The scarf was originally a rope, but it seemed too morbid on reread.