how deep this river runs

I'll never look for you again;
take it as an announcement
of love's declaration I've got;

take it as a sublime orgasm
totally lacked but it teased
our blood, like a drug's heat;

take it as a song met before
of happening in a tiny poem
hung, somewhere, thru time;

take it as it is, a souvenir kind;
enjoy how deep this river runs
with all our facts tangled in it;

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