I want you
lady
to
grasp my feelings
as they pop up;
producer to consumer
without
a fancy counter,
or seller's smile
-bread loaf must be bough right
close to the oven.-
you still
lady
have
a choice
to use them
abuse them
or loose them.
they are feelings and
they are not for sale.
so there is no
need for a smile
to turn them back
or leave them where you found them.
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