Your riddle

What words to describe
this news, this riddle in tale?
Spinning, I’m thrown
out of known, out of comfort
into this place
where thudding beats
of anxious greets me
where never thoughts
become not-nevers
perchance

What is this love
Free my intrigue
Smack my crazy mind
and put to rest
what I dare to not
now even think
To ponder a truth
of drunken nerve
my jealously not
entitled

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