When first
I did meet you
I was not more
than a child
You harvested
my heart and
I found myself
beguiled
It was sweet
it was short
and we were
insecure
You harvested
my will to love
before I knew
what it was for
When next you did
encounter me
I had promises
to keep
But you harvested
my eyes and I
lost the life I knew
to sleep
The desire
seeded in me
at first seemed
no more than caprice
but you harvested
my fingerprints
and so I called
the police
I made a full
confession
I told them of
your schemes
that you harvested
my eyes and now
you know all
my dreams
I returned
to confront you
I was sure I would
prevail
But you harvested
my ardor
and my resolve
began to fail
You who did
embrace me
you who told me
to believe
You harvested
my frantic sighs
and I was
relieved
You who do
entice me
you to whom
I'm tender prey
You harvested
this verse from me
what more is there
to say?
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