One of twice,
The memory has crossed me,
&
Caught me there with you...
Through a misshapen heart- I've seen it 2,
&
Laughed you off my mind.
Until the second time,
you come 2.
I will keep the liberty,
&
Use it as I will.
The rise above the risk,
still makes me,
More than ever thought 2.
Quick is the relapse,
On it's way,
&
Twist it with my monumental fate.
I stand before you.
All.
Smiling on High!
Only true. I do, keep guessing.
Tell it over, on me.
I am,
&
Wishing,
Not even tender whispers 2 me...
