Lustful

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how could you dream up there

too low the altitude for clouds

 to serve as your bed and grand pillows

  too high to pass through its test windows

.

the leafless vigor that mightily holds

seems to be dead and rather old

how can you drive on rugged endless road

you’re  clipped between shaky withering loads

.

the wheel of fortune is in your favor

for tomorrow  it’s in another’s hands

the higher you get to be in the future

the hardest the fall  for sure…