Enamored

When I am enamored

I drop the so-called “love hammer”

It is only metaphorical, don’t worry

What I envision is clear but how I deliver it is blurry

Hot with hate I despised with long-suppressed conviction

I love you with the softness of marshmallow bridges

And we cross them, while the rest set aflame the beauty

It’s okay if you are moody

I am also moody

Thus, I understand you truly.

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