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Smash this glass
her fantasy
so magically
is captured
for all time
who transfixes me
in idolatry
this love
within my rhyme.

A thousand miles
I’d traverse
just to taste
your skin
butΒ then I would
be afraid my dear
that I’d never
come back again.

From the thrills
the wonder
the spills
the thunder
your heaven
would ignite
so then I’d lose
a million hours
loving every night.

Smash this glass
this fantasy
that makes me think
you’re near
thus away
my happy day
spent in
this dream I fear.