A memory…
A once was…
A now coming…
A sudden passing.
A fading reverie.
Shifting and churning.
Like gears grinding.
Persistent as it is protestant...
For there is haste in its urgency.
Present events, call for tongues held.
Never a right time or place.
Too much at stake.
Only so much one can take.
Respect and consideration for another being’s sake.
Hush hush are my lips.
Hearts beat at a tempered pace.
For this is more, than a simple friendship.
Could there be a deeper meaning to all of this?
Perhaps this is fate’s way…
Merging miserable souls together as mates.
Is it a farce or a facile…. ?
Can we afford to let fall…
Blindly step out.
Tis but a leap of faith.
Feelings within, convey honest truth and intensions.
For innate coherency implies subtle clarity.
The prospect of a possible romance…
Is just a lustful collaboration for heartache.
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