grasping. 2nd installment

"Finger Hourglass"

Try to find the words
to say my minds perception,
but how can one without a rhyme
succeed in defining perfection?

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Why am I so afraid
of your offers packaged in
that devilish twinkle of your eye
and turned corners of an impish grin?

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You were my wish, granted.
True, I cried for your arrival;
so why now is it Fairy Tale,
I find my biggest rival?