Addendum
Know for each word said
A slew ache to be uttered
Pounding at the gate
The tip of my tongue
Half a centimeter from
Pressing the issue
You want attention?
Begging, crawling on the ground?
Consider it yours
Consider the night
Everything's found lacking
To hold us apart
Consider that shake
With the end disappearing
Beginning to come
We only see shades
Dark tantalizing shadows
Of what is to be
So feel it instead
You have yet to know my depth
Yet to fathom breadth
I will fathom you
Exposing and plumbing yours
Before I am done
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