Caught
Cought by your dreams
kept in my mind
spread by the spiritis
allover my senses.
Caught by the wind
spread to the prairies
to be ashes on the soil.
Touched by your nude words
whispering nonsense to be playing
your magic with me.
I'm a hidden card in your sleeve,
nothing for the others to see.
Caught by you
I will never be myself
but another card to be played
under your coat
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