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Conspirators in Pajamas
I love you suddenly like
A plum bursting my pride
Straightforwardly and digitally
On my chest is the gesture of infinity
There is no time my love
So close that your eyes close
I need you because your soul
Teaches me, like the ages, like the sea
When you go through the streets
Where everyone is beautiful but us
Know that youth will die suddenly too
Like heartbreak and the spring of divorce
And your green eyes will shiver
Their pupils delicately attempt to
Embrace the complexity of what
Love has become, something sold and given up
A conspiracy of pyjamas we used
To find so comfortable, no longer so
But I cannot feel the love of people
Whom have loved me, for my love has fed
The people only to set them free.
Wuji Seshat 