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Proportion
So airily he sheds his days
With few barnacles of clinging woes
A man of stature
Strong displays
My love and his frame do impose
But burdens marry myself daily
Cleaving deeply within intuition
A petite she with portly psyche
No prospect for mental deposition
Presence projects contradictions
Our inner truth stays overrun
For so he is a larger party
I truly am the bigger one
With few barnacles of clinging woes
A man of stature
Strong displays
My love and his frame do impose
But burdens marry myself daily
Cleaving deeply within intuition
A petite she with portly psyche
No prospect for mental deposition
Presence projects contradictions
Our inner truth stays overrun
For so he is a larger party
I truly am the bigger one
Published 3rd Aug 2017
| Edited 30th Sep 2017
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4th Aug 2017 4:27am
that's very effective: burdens that take you as their bride;
a woman who stands tall...
a woman who stands tall...
4th Aug 2017 5:47am
4th Aug 2017 11:23am
4th Aug 2017 10:25pm
Your comment led me to reconsider the title haha! I renamed it 'Proportion' :)
