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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