I know you love me but…

I feel the shake dreams,

waking in the night. I jerk like

dropping off a cliff, I cry but have no tears,

and endlessly, monotony brings back

the things I dread again.

Night after night.

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I know you love me but…

you let the mocking

follow me around: little smiles,

people measuring me, I brush aside the pain,

but see myself incessantly become incompetence.

Gnawing me again

night after night.

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I know you love me but

I don’t really know,

even in the morning, I love you;

clenching hands, frothing affection up

that failingly like tide-waves crests and fades away

that love I want again

night after night.

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I know you love me but…

do you know my heart?

wanting, running, jerked by lusts

 endlessly, incessantly, poaching at my heart.

I come in love that I cannot maintain

Oh be my grace again!

Night after night.

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