I have been living on a fortune
all gold beneath a sleeping dragon I have named
I have been believing in the dreams I have made
and let aside
your perfumes and your galaxies
into my mirror I have gazed
and out a window of my design I have devised a certain landscape
I have whittled away the practice of our meeting
and invented new ways to forget we ever met
yet
you
never leave
me
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