Your beauty is your evidence
My words are the flow
When they come together I have no defense.
The chains you bind won't let go.
Do I play innocent
Or am I just the guilty
I guess i'm stuck in emotional cement
And my heart will soon see.
Should I shout it out or plead the fifth
Should I drown in your poetry until the next time I see you
Which is always a gift.

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