you use me
as you fit
a muse
a concubine
a therapist
poetry
promises
beautiful words
in beautiful rows
in and out
you weave
through my light
you lie
you lie
I love you
the blood
& the bones
you use me
as you fit
a muse
a concubine
a therapist
poetry
promises
beautiful words
in beautiful rows
in and out
you weave
through my light
you lie
you lie
I love you
the blood
& the bones
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