Fix My Fate

With All My Warmth
And all My Self,
I’ve Loved You More than
I ever could Help.
My Love So Subtle,
I Bestow In Your Palms.
Now, that the Things are
Beyond My Grasp.
I would rather just
Prefer to Bask.

I’m Leaving Up to You
To have Your Voice.
To Cuddle or to Poke,
Utterly Your Choice.
No Matter What You Choose,
To Get Over the High,
I Would Take a While.
I tarry, as You Fix
The Fate of My Heart.
My Heart, So Fragile.

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