YOKED TO MY PASSPORT

Can you give me back my ID?

I’m yoked to this love

I promise I will keep it save

It’s my passport to a boundless passage of ecstasy

A way to give route to a joyful ending without any ding-a-ling

Forever is a long time, but I wouldn’t mind spending it by you

Steal my heart if you like, I will let you keep it

A big beep on the button

And I will come running to your confines

In a never-ending pit of abstraction we’ll troll

to a destine island of ecstasy.

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