The length of your limbs,
their compass and scope
is in perfect proportion
to dare-squared hope
And this is a draw,
a call, and a wall.
So I will size you up,
by sighs and by eye,
seize you all shape and form,
outsize and inside
- I will
find a measure
that sticks
and fits.
I'm scaling
y'all.
All of you
that you give,
which is all
and more I can seize
and see, and feel our
way up to meet,
match,
mate,
quick fast
in a rush, and
lingering out
in languor, luxurious
knowing and such,
without any doubt
to give pause,
or quit.
Occasionally we
have to stop this shit!
But eventually, it
was
only a moment's
respite.
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