Tradition
She seems eager to
talk...
I can feel the
vibes,
Sparks igniting...
But will this fire
start
An unholy dance?
At times resolve
weakens,
Then even when she
smiles,
Feel like covering
The rising sun,
again with
A starless
blanket,
To keep it from
rising
I snuggle close
To my own arms,
To be comfortable,
Just to stay
there.
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Tradition:
The promises of a rosy beginning of a romance get buried in the fear of change… maybe it’s the tradition & exceptions are but a few? But don’t YOU worry
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