Intractable Tactic.
I have an intricate intractable tactic
When feeling frantic in her arctic.
Her attic full of static
The frozen region i have chosen to be.
Though it's rather far from ideal
And only warm when i am in her home.
I froze a rose in my memory
In the igloo where fondness grew.
A precious flower deserving of preserving
Knowing warm feelings of love are there for me.
No matter how long it takes
No matter how she treats me
My love will never run cold.
Because, i have an intricate intractable tactic
To make sure i am not frantic in her arctic.
That frozen region of what i have chosen
Her little attic full of static
Where i give all my love to her
Unconditionally
That's what i do
That's my tactic
C 04122021
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