Sorry or. .....
I guess....
Excuse me ...
Can I get you to just stop talking and maybe.....
Break this convoluted
Delusion.
You have a tendency
To fall into this illusion
That part of our mixture
Is susceptible to infusions
Of outside impurities .....
I need you to see
That we are in solution ...
You and I no longer exist ....
There is only us
This is the matrix
I love you .. . .
Us .........
The perfect confection
Unified perfection
We love as one
You are everything I dreamed of .
I love ...
You
I love us .
Our love to me,
If allowed
Will be ....
My Magnus opus!