warm shadow

i tried to attempt not to love you, —
i tried to run far, far away from you,
and yet, somehow i got misdirected,
finding myself led in a magic spell,
tactically caressed by your charm,
coordinated furtively by passion...
[an uninhibited type, winking, chic],
everything to look infirm, except
the eros... — my incomparably bijou
palpable, edible, magnetic... to you,
you, warm shadow, you, pecks' thief

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