The sound of thunder shakes my Window pane, Again. And I think of you. This spark, A jolt of electricity Illuminates the night sky, like a Host of fireflies.
Rips through me briskly. It’s simply, Magnetic How: Opposites attract at this exact moment. Yet, I’m drawn to you. Coincidentally.
The kinetics React combining compounds. A unison of energies retract, Choosing different routes and I’m guessing. Again, There’s a lesson here. Testing 1, 2..
How can I Love you, When I Don’t love myself? In fact I barely know you. Yet, long for you intensely. It’s uncomfortable. To hold on to the thought of Knowing the points diverged, At the crossroad Sometime ago.
With the traces unclear. I have no idea which way to go. No binos to find the path you travel down. I’m split with This tough decision. Let it ride, or try and find a way To you, right now. Listen, now Pipe down.
Because despite that I’m frightened. The lighting strike advances closer I’m choking on the smoke cloud this dirt mound produces. Illusions keep me from moving Closer to you. A mirage which throws off This montage of You and I. We or Us.
It’s foolish But, The lust. This vagrant idea of love, For what? I’m stuck. Yet, what can I do?
Be it trace the lighting or Ride the wave. If this is fate, We’ll meet again One day.
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