tension overpowers dry air;
crowds out the stigma;
a breath without room for lite;
lacking ability to take it in- 
smiles, or infinite ideas,
though not completely
nill of. . . lacking a bit,
but still at call-
on call- present for the day,
for now. 
provided by yours tuly-
no- him Truly.
sad?  
that Truly masculine
looses whiteness into void 
of emotions causing 
infinite waves of melancholy?
no.
pure innocence masked behind 
a smile and Truly grin;
content confusion paired
with the analyzation of life
of seduction of Love of loss of games. . . 
Truly games of Love,
not lust or sex or the fuck
thereafter.
just Love- 
and that's innocence;
Truly's innocence- purest form.
Truly is. . . 
and i'm in Love with him-
Truly. 


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