You ask me,
Why,
And so I say
It was not for you
That I
Embarked upon this
Confusing, dastardly
Agonizing exploration
Not for you that I jumped
Into thin air, without a parachute
But now that you're here
Mind?
Getting some tea
As we read books
Back to back
On the cool wooden floor
Ah your bright yellow sweater
illuminating,
Oh where was I again,
Because I got lost
In your eyes, deep and curious
What are we doing,
Where are we going
And why this, why...all of this
It's like when the master asks
And then the lord said, Men around
Chirping and humming like bees
And yet she hears only you,
Why is it that she's tuned to your rfrequency
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