As Much

It’s kind of gripped and it’s not
Strip it away from anything that you got
But not the smile
At night with lights off, like a look brought
With a better breath, just because
It can’t be turned higher
Than a defiance or a reliance
Finding bottom first lines at the first drop
Prestops said read embarrassment
Meant in any, everything
Singing off in an empty room
A moon, a moon, moon on ice
Sparkles off eyes, shyly down and humming
To itself like no one else imagines
It happens dawn to dusk
Such as answering back to universes
Seen, touched, trusted, as much

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