Who am I, but the great pretender?
I make my way with words so tender.
Creating worlds to disguise my own.
Furtively concealing truth unbeknown.
A silly attraction rooted from desire.
Was anyone's guess what could transpire.
You had me choked up and so mesmerized.
Your features I almost memorized.
A reckless drive of my own devise.
You were hesitant but
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