I can imagine that you
can imagine quite a bit.
You engaged in actions that
left passages subtlety lit.
That would guide the naive,
me particularly right in,
from the start to the end
where it seems it begins.
Your guile, wit and charm
serve well and you quip fast.
But what does your logic
leave you to define the past?
Search your virtues dear;
of your state speak it true.
If you twist it and distort it
truly vanity might suit you.
What I want and ask friend
is to know what you need.
If you want your throne now,
I will bring it on bended knee.
All consuming please tell me
before I wipe clean the slate
so that our aquaintance
in my head I do not debate.
What you seemingly projected
tempted the desire in my soul.
If you were playing some game
means you did it for control.
Be genuine with me I ask,
or when I return to dust,
corroded will be my soul;
what I take with me rebuffed.
You have a way with words, my friend. Another beautiful piece.
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Thank you too my friend. I hope you’re doing okay this Labor Day.
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I’m doing well, thanks! Happy to have an extra day off. I hope you are well.
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