Eve (Poem By I_IS_ME- (Remastered By SKC)

Does she intend to torture me, knowing her avatar is all it takes  
I’ve regretted I_Is_Me again and again, but he refuses to be fake  
I’ve wallow in the pain of being the one wrapped into her poetry  
I silently scream please boo, please acknowledge, and forgive me  
 
But we are so far into our future, please Boo can you also release me  
Late nights spent praying that you, that you’d shine and show our destiny  
Flowers springing from hillsides as we rolled back and forth wrapped in clovers  
Sexual encounters with an intimacy swearing that I never knew you over and over  
 
I knew that I was difficult, too many I_ Is_ Me was fucked up beyond repair  
But baby the pain though always felt, was so much less with you there  
Even at our most extreme, you pushed me to my mental and physical extreme  
The tears and the mending, enticing and ripping us at our very seams  
 
Can you understand my need possibly, my grasp for a version of our past  
I reached for an apparition of a hand praying that it would last  
Fragments of us hurling by, I clasped and bit at you again  
Haha late night mental rendezvous of us basking in our sins  
 
We are so sorry for each and everyone that you’ve lost and missed  
But we are raw dawg in our life and death is how we live  
We tried to live Marry Poppins style, but that was simply a fake version of us  
She knows for me to exist her communication is a must  
 
But with pain she neglects the very life force that I need  
Our love a cautionary sign that I should heed  
Times spent contemplating life and existence, while puffing on my weed  
She’s so much more than my Eve, she’s my core, my very seed  
 
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