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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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fidelity

let me grapple with your smile
as i tumble for a while
beneath the words you dare not say

when the shirt upon your breast
lies crumpled with my vest
and we find a place to lay and play

let me kiss you soft and slow
then perhaps you will know
how true I love you every day.

if you don't, then let me yell
go away, go away, just go to hell
while I stay to watch my hair turn gray

let me grapple with your dreams
as i fall through what seems
to be the only only best bad way

when the shirt upon your breast
lies crumpled with my vest
let's stop a moment that we might say
i love you dear, but not today.
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