

JesterMy fortune is fading to the droning of dreams I keep hearing it singing from just off-stage it's pretty and off-key and keeps out the cold and changes the reasons for holding the facts back I'm not afraid to explain to your childish self exactly what it means when I pull your pigtail tell me you care and I'll coma with a smile otherwise I'll probably be awake in denialJester


For Katiebecause I know you love poems that start off like this and I know how these constructs can be hit or miss let me first thank that bottle for allotting first kiss and then you for the following moments of bliss I thought you could use these words some time down the line reading them later might remind you "you're fine!" (ok, seriously, you can see why I hate rhyme) so perhaps these words and your memory will start to intertwine Ooo, I should use this space to make up something rad Remember how easily I won over your Dad? And all of the muscles that I've always had Alright, let mFor Katie
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