YOU ARE MY DESTROYER

I was clothed and happy
and you called it naked.
Everything I am,
you turned out
and called it clothing,
beautiful clothing.
I am not who I am.
I am us now, I am we.
I call you my destroyer,
you want me to call you love;
we settle in between
I CALL YOU SPRING

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