Clarity of the inner being

As it feels from the inside out.

While looking love in the eye

And asking to be made differently

When you come back again,

From estrangement and space.

I have changed shape and color

And grown unbearable in every way

In my stay against confusion.

The life of the senses comes and dies

At our feet, every couple of hundred days,

And I create a consistency in my words

Of how they fade against the beauty of the mind

That is drawing me into its intricacy.

And yet, my favorite slice of life spells

Unfaithfulness to constancy.

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