Am I just part of your menagerie of lovers?
Something formless like the sea?
Full of colors, lacking form, not logical or clean?
Am I just part of this menagerie you keep?
Undercover, under covers, cloak and dagger, dark and deep?
Diving in and out of it, your sad menagerie
Disappearing acts until
Oh, remember me?
How funny is it that we here
Again each other see!
You can keep your cloak and dagger and
Your sad menagerie.
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