Love-you intrigue me with your syllable
You taught me to document you with new meaning.
You transgress new ideologies in my head.
I wrapped my naked self into your warmth- it consoles me.
Jealous eyes they see me not.
You medicate me with your tenderness.
So dependent have I become, upon your cliques and your
Abnormality.
Then in a wink of an eye you leave
Now with my broken winged self I must fly?
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