a study toward sonnet #929 by FisherKingKQJ
You're my best half, skein platinum on gold,
Tough alloy during woe, hard catalyst,
Unchanging yourself yourself undersold,
Loved by me through geographical schist.
Distance somehow turns me to analyst,
I think of you absently more, scarce less,
My memories to your fine brown hair twist,
Your trivial homilies, which steer and bless.
A hundred miles away, and you can guess
Me correctly through our quantum tangle,
As neutrinos project through studied mess,
Broadcast us through two way mirror wangle.
A two way mirror shows my puzzled face,
Imposes with love on your silhouette trace.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 face
o $10,000,000 mien
o $10,000,000 visage
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