~Come, and Play.~
Were you?
Could you?
Did you
Stay?
Past the hours we're known to play?
Tempest ridden little one
quick before they steal your fun
Seek it out and then go hide
unfound heart 'neath your split sides
Ronin running swiftly ruins
the jest that seems within the truthings.
No boast
no shoes
Tapping a dance so magic
Soft it glistens with lies, a tragic.
So pest belittle, nigh insecure poppet
play up that tea, party up the rocket
Powered nights of play dismay
Tear up a season of swears you'll pray
Devine the room, pristine in which you play
And this...
belonging sighing basking where you lay
This....
This is where you stay.
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