Love Crazed Crazy
For your love, I would gladly beg or likewise crawl.
I would build expectations tall and let them fall.
Yes, with assured glee, I would sacrifice my all
to couple navigate life’s unmapped, ziggy sprawl.
With you, I am willing to crash, burn out or stall,
as your passenger, heart-hand fastened, by your side.
I would build expectations tall and let them fall.
For your love, I would cruise lost or maintain a glide.
Color me crazy bent if crazed so shades love’s intent.
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