Contemplation
The moment I saw your face
began my fascination
to be One with you, my determination
No, my aspiration.
I know, without you would be
a sentence of perpetual isolation...
...an inimical inspiration
To trample on terrible Temptation
So,
can I invite you to sit with me
in contemplation?
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