Knew you once,
Saw you,
Heard you,
Touched you,
Loved you who held my stack of paper,
My pages covered with iconic scrawl.
They read like a message
Orated by an angel,
And weighed like a brick of cocaine.
We let it burn in your mind,
We let it burn as kindling for your fire,
For you who lets genius coagulate in the lungs,
Lets it run through crooked teeth,
Plays with it like a jewel in the tongue
When pontificating of love.
Knew you once,
Saw you,
Heard you,
Touched you,
Loved you.
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