You Imagine Me and My Presence
You imagine
Me and My presence,
Pricking softly,
So I deep into
You,
Sweet and cheerful.
It unfolds me
To make a complete soul.
Power of shame
Hooked me
Within a moment.
I became
A shield-pack,
Covered
With a fragile wrap.
The shape is endorsing,
Something
Consciously,
Or, unconsciously
With our presence.
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