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Touching Each Desire




with Happy Jokes




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Coming from an evening in the pub
I saw two lovers walking side by side
touching each desire with happy jokes.

I dream to loose myself amongst such love;
instead I'm seeking out a matching word
to fit a line which does not quite combine.

My one duet is shaded fears of madness
with reptile beast corrupting when it can;
I have no happy words of love to tell.

My heart declares I'm not a total whole,
that paradigm where I am half of two:
I need those happy words of love to tell.


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