So receptive to you
everything in me questions
the idea of the duo
we seem to be
I yank on the strings
of my inner being
your voice rings in echo
Harmonies were made
to emulate the staves of your voice
I close my eyes to see
life's spectrum descend
daisies bloom in your shadow
I watch for you
your appearance
like a person who
can see to the heart of mischievous child
alighting it with love
Listening to the walls grow around me
You say
speak to me
my response
your servant listens
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