As much as the world wants you
Or is it like in love one needs
To love a little more
When one doesn’t want to
The perversity of love
The suffering restores
When love loves last itself
Is almost universal
One wants to get it down
To a few cogent essentials
On a single page
But the world is a manic lover
Who won’t let you dance alone
Throwing your arms around
As if in ecstasy or rage
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