The Sign
There are traces of an intimate glow
in every threat your shadow bends
A true test to wily chants that slows
to a crawl when your scent decides to pry
A crave’s busiest time evolves
into questions when thunder grows
And grave decisions are yours,
refined, while I reside in you
I stave a cause for love
and quiz your realest breath
And press my view of you and try
while crests I built review the sign
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