I should read your last letter over again
to see what I was meant to comprehend.
I couldn't leave you if I tried
memories are something that can mean too much,
it's best I be on my way:
To remain resolved as you reach to touch.
This love scorns like a woman
And raises me through the agony and desire
Like a pyromaniac with a match
Recklessly igniting my defenses on fire.
The trees have been changing
my life rearranging,
And it's all I can do to keep moving
praise the statues of capture.
Wanderlust and drinking with women
cannot distract me from your rapture.
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