I watch as pear shaped go my plans,
As mice and men get inter-mingled,
And right is wrong and all is muddled,
And nothing rhymes and nothing scans,
For beauty now has inter-meddled,
As I submit to all your charms.
Yesterday, I needed nothing,
Everything was inter-woven,
All in place and nothing missing,
Today, I find I’m lacking something,
Two fucking halves in need of mending:
I long to hold you in my arms.
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