Contagious

Do I dare dwell
Night and day
Sacrifice lesser thoughts
For prized noble insights
Into some or other
Look, word, a smile
Given to me by one adored
Once upon a time...

I do dare
Forgive me if words
Do drag on
But I am of the mind
That love, a cure-all
Conntagion runs through
Generations

If these words and purest thoughts
Never reach her ears
For certain a chance to
Float about for many
Hundreds of years
Is that not how
I caught it first
From a blue green eye
Locked on mine - but once
State archives of Tasmania

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