and the merit warranted becomes
much a semblance greater afforded
where the weight of affection
unintended and untended waits
if she were to win the next five
rounds and skip along raising
hummingbirds in her wake
she would be a weightless wonder
unattached, ruthless
depths not taken or granted
care illusory, fleeting
surface melded and eye catches
but not for want or temperance
maddened and sullied
here lies a soft spot
held to the sun
shown luminescent
ethereal paper mache
would he make a gentler foal
to gaze and graze
or remain a cursory
scant and haste
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