As
the night sky
You seem to be
beautiful
Yet dark and
mysterious
Lured, have I become
As your mystery
I seek to unravel.
If you can, speak to
me.
If you can, touch me
For by any
May I find what I
seek.
Should I love you
Before the probe
spawns
Or should I be
The undercover
detective
Without affection?
With ears on the
ground
Your skeletons
I swear to unearth
As secrets of you
I begin to unravel
Stricken with longing
Have I become
For my ears,
Do you with words,
tickle
At a look in your
eyes
My knees, you
paralyze
Yet,
A detective I still
am
Regardless of your clout on me.
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