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I twine in different poses,

detached where only hazy exposes.

My figure often seems to float uncertain,

hampered by gravity behind a closing curtain.



it seems you thought that I was gun shy

you wouldn't see the flaws between My cries,

it's hard to see the reason from the rhyme -

aren’t you surprised that I found you out in time?

look, My love, and look and look.

I was a willing heart that you took by hook or by crook.

I have no shadow, or reflection.

I am invisible without detection.

after all these years, there isn’t any regret.

as I come to realize I was less than your pet.

all the same you know, it's game.

a little game you play where you try put me to shame.