Shaking the hearts
briefly familiar,
confused in the cycles
of cynical equilibrium
to share the world
of veins and arteries,
criteria:no sward allowed.
Know when to fold
the mind over matter
to feel the breeze
of twilight impromptu
the petals of my heart
haven't completely settled,
yet absorbed the energy
of fairy dawn.
Folding in parts
to let go the power,
wait on the new territory
challenge
the honesty
tempting desires,
shedding the shagreen skin,
shrink in an jealousy...
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Can surely be a sticking point for some, as they would rather be glum then to just let it pass and enjoy things beside such sass.
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