Unholster your heart, fair damsel a word
My breath please return, the deposit is spent
I'm exhausted in chase, my cape has gone limp
No more guesses or ruses, just tender the truth
Do you favor my smile?
Do you adore or abhor, my gaze
So entranced, so lost to your cause
Do you dance to my name, or
Like a stale donut am I dunked
in your mug of contempt?
Morse had a code but I'm willing to bet
Where he dotted, she dashed
Leaving him broken and tapped.
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