Some day
Dr. Jekyll will take
the elixir of
you,
let Mr. Hyde out of hiding -
then he’ll come, seeking
and he won’t play
games any more
he’ll write for you
and nobody else,
his words a blade
no longer hidden.
Then, with your own words,
you’ll offer him your throat -
and the poem that will be made
will be the most dangerous love poem ever written














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