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Infatuated

2024-11-18
I possess you in experience,
whenever I see your beauty,
beholding a perfect image
of my making.

I want to have you,
in morning, at noon or night,
I am your lunatic,
when out of my sight, you wander.

What contempt I harbor for you,
for getting into me, deeply
for invading my thoughts,
of every second, of every day.

I want to break away from you,
anywhere far, far apart
where your scent
is faintly recognizable.

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