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Shut these eyes of desire
And bear with me
This moment of endless delicacy…
Here is what keeps us apart and together.
I am flying, as she would proudly say
‘into the endless rhythm of isolation’;
And I admit that:
‘I’m scared to experience another/the ‘moment to its crisis’’.
After all this, you can see, clearly now,
The inability of hiding.
I and only I allow you to come back (to me).
You can have me entirely to yourself this spare minute.
I surrender into the past.