A breeze that sifted me by The gush so pleasant Yet I was hot, glowing red in despair Passion needs a vent Wording it not holding back All of it, or little by little The want of more The want of you Gathering it is human behavior Greed, fantasies, desires know no bounds But this is not the same It is no malice, no jealousy absence of slyness Just the sinful halves of us It is conspiring, it is concealing It is convicting, it is receding They are not thoughts, no misdeeds They are feelings All of which have no meaning They are about you You are not mine Not comparing, just voicing The dream that has been nourished, wide-eyed. The leap that saw the fall Oblivious yet to the root of hurt Did anyone know we should cross paths? You cross mine and I cross yours The difference, I try to make yours mine. All I ask is to let me be there before the next teardrop fallsBirth sign: Taurus
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