twisted
love
wraps ’round my words.
words
meant for a destined love.
words
not meant for you.
words
gilded with bombastic desire.
words
dredged from winding streams of longing.
words
harvested gently
from the orchards of my soul.
words,
which remain locked forever,
deep
inside of me.
and so,
i write this poem.
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