Two and Wine

I grabbed something of you and created something I’d like to blow up and give you.

As a “fuck you” of course.

I call it “Lotus”

I know you’ll love it.

I hide but, I’m here.

June remains a force dear.

If May is it, I’ll compromise with fear.

Better not diss me twice;

as 3 bottles is too much for me to handle but I’ll sustain.

To end the universes claim.

You’re in my brain.

It’s insane.

Respect the aim.

Respect the aim even if not ideal it’s engraved.

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