'And yet there was something gorgeous about him. Some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, a romantic readiness such as I've never found in any other person and which it is not likely I'll ever find again.'
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"Listen, sweetie, you've got to see,
What you love, you must set free,
Don't clasp it tight or you'll draw blood,
That's merely heartache, it's not love"
A convenant of initimacy forges diamond chains,
Shall suffocate your precious little heart with
Memories, words and the way he said your name,
His plain, alluring face of wispy, heartfelt lies,
For no reason but your gorgeous hope,
--
"Listen, sweetie, you've got to see,
What you love, you must set free,
Don't clasp it tight or you'll draw blood,
That's merely heartache, it's not love"
A convenant of initimacy forges diamond chains,
Shall suffocate your precious little heart with
Memories, words and the way he said your name,
His plain, alluring face of wispy, heartfelt lies,
For no reason but your gorgeous hope,
Your pretty face, the substance of your faith,
He will wrap you in his arms of gold and
Swear he'll never let you go.
That is not his promise to make.
Is this an enviable quality?
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