lurvable

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reworked vintage

 

 

" lurvable"




Mess with this heart,


you always do,

Oblivious to love


that’s true.

Swagger in,


head askew,

Slurring, “I lurv you,


I lurv you.”



Why burden this heart


with sober disdain,

Hardly meeting my gaze,


causing pain.

Tongue-tied,


no touch, no smile,

Leaving me longing


all the while.


Wake up,


see beyond the cans-and-sway,

There’s so much more to us,


every day.

Beneath


your aloof facade,


I see,

The potential for


love-that’s-meant-to-be.


Cast off


the chains of inebriation,

Embrace


the depth of real sensation.

For in the wake of your sober eyes,

A love unspoken,


ready to rise.









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