Ode to a Facade

You make my heart soar High above the clouds Far higher than vultures But without of a doubt My fear of falling reigns Our bodies intertwine Like pieces of a puzzle Like notes in a chord We resonate We sing. A warmth begets my soul My fear of falling melts You make my heart sore Like a prize fighter fought Like an infected spider bite Like falling from a thousand stories up You force me to choke By my words in my mouth Always in avoidance And consumed with doubt Your poison engages Not only yourself But an unsuspecting victim I seize I fall I'm back where you found me Prone and alone

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