Basil

 

I’ll bring you up to our attic

And there We’ll be safe and private and alone

And in that intimacy I’ll bestow my heart onto you

Nothing more

Nothing less

But you are more like a love than I’ve had in a while

And that isn’t what matters

But I’ll be gone soon

And this is what I have

Everything will be alright regardless

You just help more than anyone in your unbeknownst openness

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