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If you want to know how to get
through to someone like me,
I’d write a poem for all the things
that made me fall in love with you.
You ask yourself if I’ll read it
over and over again until I manage
to respond in prose and song.
Darling, if you want me,
I would ask me in bed to marry you.
But you know me so well,
you know I’d like to be asked
by a fountain that mirrors the soul.