did you
feel it ?
feel it ?
For all my uncertainty, I've tread
around you the same,
around you the same,
I've sought your advice
for things I'd
with you...
Though I don't know how your arrows sit
I know, at least, they're
anchored in sincerity
anchored in sincerity
and having spent my other currency
at the beach
above the mountain
in the cellar -
all places glittery -
I'd still sit in spotlights first,
if you'd let me.
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