this is potentially unfinished...
These secrets I will never tell,
Private penchants held,
To keep just for me,
A chemistry that feeds,
Delving deeper each time we meet,
I fumble to function,
Umbrella me with your indigenous romanticity,
Qui faites ce pas?
Etch your way in,
I’m an amorist, perpetually spilling.
1.17.2010
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