Experimental.

You're very temperamental.

The better man holdeth the candle over the Shopkeeper's technical head.

"Oooo," a Pterodactyl.

The injury is interfractal.

Nobody wants to be practical when you're going to end up dead.

And you cry,

"This or the other?"

"The city or the suburbs?"

The rock, paper, scissors of love undercover.

Your mystique is periodical

From trying to be so methodical.

How about being logical for a change?

You're biting your nails to the cuticle

From slaving away in your cubicle.

Now you're trapped in your sick own game of ball and chain.

And you cry,

"This or the other?"

"The city or the suburbs?"

The rock, paper, scissors of love undercover.

When two old lovers’ lost paths are crossed,

Do you think it is recognizable?

Is it an instant jolt; a tug at the heart,

Making the pull undeniable?

Perhaps it is simply a feeling of ‘home,’

Only described as indescribable.

Your mind and your gut and your heart scream, “I know you,”

All three of them most reliable.

Could you have loved in a past life,

Only now your timing is more pliable?

Take the chance and grab hold of their hands,

For only you can hold yourself liable.

I want to be stronger.

I want to live longer.

I want to experience new.

I want to fly higher,

Be less of a crier,

And do all that I'm here to do.

I want to be kinder.

I don't want to go blinder.

I still want to see the sky blue.

But most of all

I want to go all in,

To completely fall in

Incredible amounts of love with you.

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