She reads at night of the story of it all
before it happens
but written down
in the ethos of all
a feeling of heat a
hand burned here
sat back watching a film
they said things over there
she  did  not   hear
fly me on my way
home
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my hand
I will be your lover
I can't feel nor see what I am
Or what I might be, so take me home
Make me your lover hold me tight
I will think more tomorrow.
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