Faith of a kind

My love I do not forget you
My tongue has been usurped
My speech perhaps more fragrant

But my sights try to relax
Whilst polka dots wonder of outcomes
And I wonder of timing

Whitelist and redact
I feel your teeth sinking in already
Kudzu's swift edits

Kudzu's quick cut endings
And eepskers' elegantly hued seal
Hedging our all in bets

These all guard the gap
These all measure the tension
That is our separation

I did this for you, I did this for her
I did this for her, we did this for them
A foreign scent awakens me

If this were not real
Would the grandest canyons suffice
To stem the tide of sorrow?

The weather to satisfy
The long goodbye to remind
God is good. God is love.

"The rest is theory," as some say
"Would you look at the time!?"
"Remember to parse before hand.
I have time, times, and half a time."

Memories cascade like dominos
They have been now for so long
But none have led me to you

"Excellent thing you brought Hope."
"And a willingness to be driven to my soulmate today."
"There is far to go, but we can work with that."

"Ha'p'orth bet made, nothing else changes. Proceed."

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