It stalks me so finely
This adventure benignly
Transcribed to my impulse aggression.
In the shadow it waits…
Step forth? Hesitate?
I am vexed by its dissenting dimensions.
Is it romance? No way…
Though it taunts my whole day
With an erotically-infused glimpse of passion.
Yet soon I shall take it
Head on and thus make it
The true whore of enduring non-illusion.
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