Sixth sense
Immediately after closing my eyes
the gloomy scenario turns clear and sound,
yet not everyone is capable of that;
in fact no one really does
no one is as perceptive as you are.
Every word I attempt to utter,
every Summer leaf I'm eager to caress
everything seems to somehow resemble
the shape of your lonely heart,
perhaps your sixth sense had figured that out.
Hardly ever in my lifetime
had I felt this way
in other words, that is to say
to get so intimate so soon
so as to draw myself in the nude.
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