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a study toward sonnet #248 by FisherKingKQJ


I know this is the honest love meant
By self help manuals and agony columns
And hypnotists of such popular bent,
The glory grit of peaks and doldrums.
We reverted to early days as chums
And tickled each the other's funnybone
About breakfast in bed dry many crumbs,
And how it only just beats living alone.
And each gives the other time to atone,
Is fused in place by an urge to succeed;
I look out for him in the trouble zone
When plentiful signs warning he won't heed.
My pulse speeds up at the sound of his voice
Or laugh, and to love him it defies choice.


Or laugh, and to love him it defies choice.
Or laugh, and to love him it defies picking.
Or laugh, and to love him it defies selecting.