
I want to pare it,
Roll it out and bare it.
I want us both to hear it
And agree -
At last
your cup of tea!
These petty charades
Oh! How they want to tell me
How they feel,
Honestly.
Honestly.
Strangely,
A force to send me forth again -
Craving
Orbit;
Your heart
Your grand, brave
Eternal life-
Our command.
-Bethany Wild-

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