like the setting of the sun in winter
like the coming of a storm in june
like the feeling that will never wither
much like falling into secret pain
finding corners, in a sea of servants
moving blindly through a maze you know
touching slowly, inadvertently
fearing a witness in the eyes of all
this came along
unexpected
this came along
by itself
it came unlooked for
it came unbidden
to drive my senses
to drive my self
I can't deny this
neither can you
our thoughts betray us
much more than you
this broken moment
a gap in space
a section of darkness
unforgiving fate
how odd the timing
how cool your face
in spite of madness
will we lose ourselves?
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