I feel it rising–
a spark, a pull,
a plan not of the mind
but of the heart.
Why, my love Am I so easily distracted? from myself? from you?
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and the pieces fall in place?
When yesterday
Tomorrow and forever
Stand before me
Now
Living on the edge
Of life and death
What will you do?
When will you hedge?
There’s a new scent in the air. Odd… yet enticing. It comes in waves, Yet lingers, inviting.
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