just a poem it was A poem of love at most! in the form of a flower, a rainbow, a bird , a tune, a word , a picture Some came in written in technological terms Some quantized as futuristic incense
You have sensed it all the untold Even long before my say Not ‘the all’ go though through You know … once you can close yourself, set a fence…
but in that latter case although you may have done your best to shut these gates It seems they have reached premises against without my knowing aethēr so lucid does trespass once built an absolute bridge through souls of equivalent selves. Each n every time is mine a hopeless cry to make you furious ? A touch at the physical and meta-physical to eventually develop anti-sense?
Naturally so easy As you reside at an exact opposite side of me Angered n equally frustrated in rage of a momentous burst You sell my identity <Intimately-shared-digital> to a dreadfully operating net-entity and target me as if to spears oh how that really hurts maybe you wished so but no not really
a boomerang brings in a rhyme of a thoughtless action returns it to the center of a rotating spiral where you stand the exact opposite end I won’t allow though You to frown this way you learned to simmer n cool down became a clown of your own ghost town as we’re entangled beings already since sometime
so let me just also have fun Instead of you- bring me down On the competing wheel game of up n down Oh no there we sit not anymore! Realize to have targeted a wrong one Once it is so much alike an opposing side or a town or a crown Of you and both eventually you! So wonder in sane what did I do And put a SPAM mask on To warn me through and clearly do as if you were one of them: an Intellect-Deficient-Agent scam.
So let me just P.S. a burp here now Haven’t learned to develop gallstones of anger to compete thyn but joy at most with a parasympathetic smile Take it as a blessing if you like or a teasing that she has you loved so without your willing and equally convert it to a bile.