stuck in thought, rhythm and rhyme
beating the drums of last night's passion
well into the morning of today
it sounds so much sweeter when the sun gives rise
it sounds so much sweeter this time
remnants of whispers moist upon my lips
before my fingers touch, before my body curls
its way into the words that tell, the words that heal
the words that unspoken
she can already feel
somebody stop me from being too real
too late to replace my
"dont tamper with" seal
she broke it
gently and then stole it
told me to just let it be and she'd hold it
i can't go back
but forward stands still just the same
or it is just moving so swiftly
i'm unable to keep up the pace?
never
i'll finish this race
nothing will stop me
not time not distance not even miles of space
i'm ready
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