Living Wire
Wire in contact sounds sweet
Takes me to a bird very far
Delighted when I touch wire
Through the air-we live.
With demarcation you shrink
The fear has no exception
Both parts stagger
We all stammer
The wire carries my hope
Thy fortitude crawls to my end
Until it dominates in my nerves.
The picture on the wire is fresh!
Century of miles covered in seconds
Heinous efforts thwarted by wire
Copper is too hot
Dissipates heat to my flesh
Delivers passion to my heart.
I spit tender affection!
Meanwhile you see tomorrow emulsified
How on the last lap?
No genre demarcates - my genius
The purple passion you taught lives
What of more today?
Spread a grin to my face!
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