is it wrong

my alluring beauty looks like a bloom;
even street digests me dumbfounded,
watching me… perplexed... —
the air around me drives into abstract
making you look at me like an alien;

and with all that, you approached me,
tantalized by my intangibility, — letting
your sentiments to manifest ardently,
like a bullet in the gun, — asking me, —
pardon me… but is it wrong to wanna...

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