Newness
You all of a sudden got me
constantly thinking of you -
your pale skin,
your traumatised neck,
your electric gaze;
it is because of you
that I can believe
in the dreadful human race.
If only could I be there,
neverending stories being chased
as at each other we stare
as we madly in love we fall.
I just cannot, cannot help it -
our branches effortlessly intertwining
our foreigner roots already colliding,
and long before we knew,
our souls interested in meeting up,
unintendedly harder than we could
making it through day and night,
incessantly beginning to demistify.
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