no, this is not a chasing game
already lopsided, yes, sensible -
but I can not fathom
then an equation formed, a reaction
inside, I was searching
searching for you
A consequence observed
our worlds written to part
sides overlap but never the whole, like egg whites
little things we hear about each other, without the intention
reaching out to you wasn't meant to be going against the odds
I was calling for you
that spurred a life, itself
I will be always left along those
perimeters you marked
cautious,
measuring outcomes
...I won't do you harm
can't you see?
there are no rules to play by
just what the gut says
what the heart says
and there, so much more to find out
about you, and how you do it
say, how you fly without looking back
or how you like your bed to be made
say, how you fly without looking back
or how you like your bed to be made
as simple
can't you see?
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