She Turned Her Back
By Jack Joseph Smith
Taking the likeness of your mind
When out of shape with reality
And pitching it out to...
Fantasy run me near you
Grasp and turn my heart.
Yes Devil dear far away from here
Easyness is a caress
As loveliness asks how long it will be alive
Where lifeless hands may effectively strangle.
Loveliness begins to freeze.
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