sheryl joy ola?o
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With a single look,
My insides dance
And I become?
Mere floating wisps
On your palm?
A prisoner at will,
The fact unknown to me
For I am blinded by you
With just a caress
From your hand
I liquefy upon your chest
With a slight lift
In the corners of your mouth
I soar, having known hope
My days done and filled
With a single word goodbye,
The wind ceases to blow
From this spell, I wake?
Yet I'm?
All just forsaken pieces till
The sight of you resurrects me again?
Then break.
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