I hadn’t
planned
To frustrate
you
Guessing
As I did
At each plan
Each design
That you
In a stroke
of brilliance
Consigned
In quick
scribbles
To the back
of your list
It is
When lovers
For
uncountable days
Have
In many
cases
Put heads
together
Solved the
mysteries
Met the
challenges
The way
And I ask
Out of
sincerity
Not fear
Acceptance
Of this
My humble
proffering
A sacrifice
Of scribbles
From my own
hand
Now
consigned
Nonchalantly
To
ignominious
Anonymity
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