First Blush
Thanks for the warning
Though rough makes my mind wander
I still dive right in
What else would I do?
These things claimed as fantasy
In fact hyper real
Each move made echoes
Like the games we play as kids
And how(when) we might cheat
I for you alone
So the box is not lonely
Nor is it well sealed
For we replicate
Before setting foot on stage
Without intention
We win the same way
Making up moves as we go
Staying side by side
Step by step we count
Frustrating their every scheme
Until hands are held
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