you rip through
the seams
of schemes
reminding
me
of days
passed through
no such other
would tell
over my shoulder
of how I fell
so needing
your ways
for
hunger thrives
to be
taught
tamed
and
in your grips
of light
and wise things
keeping me narrowed
I am extended
to my limit of receiving
the seams rip
through
the schemes of me
...so in my much
grateful gestures
to you I lend
no jaded
'thank you' measure
can I intend
but only to suffice
a much meaningful device
a show to you
my most loving gratitude
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