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Because your every word is something that inspires a physical reality.

12 Aug

Because your every word is something that inspires a physical reality.       

Because your every word is something that inspires a physical reality,

That reality morphs itself again and again, till I tire of its numerous forms.

You present me one side, and then refuse another,

The minute I turn to check on the coin, it appears to be a feather.

That feather flies away, twisting its fragile existence in the bipolar winds,

The winds mess with my hair till everything seems a mess.

Incomprehensive, is that a word, my love?

That defines you.

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