Musing Unrequitedly in B&W
I’ll cherish as much as you will give.
Considering your performance
is a tasteful comic strip.
Right here in front of me you stand
perfected imperfections that leave
my mind wide open. Wanting to turn another
page only to find the book has flown out the window.
We author another reality commanding nothing.
Nonetheless, nervousness arises.
Would you like to turn away from that night?
When you grew tired of submitting to the blind following?
A sickness, no doubt, that could have been cured.
If not by me, then certainly, avoided.
Then again, no one can remain fully satisfied for long.
I can’t live inside this secret plastic case!
I may die awaiting your decision!
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