Jane would be your proper name,

yet in this grass,

time stops,

 

and is all the same.

You like me,

I am into you.

You put on make up,

putting it on me.

Carefully orchestrated motions,

sensation scintillating new.

everything feels shocking new.

I am into you.

If you should dodge my calls,

I’d die a bit.

I am a bit of a crave,

my freedom I waver

for there is non without you.

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