You and I, We sit,

Unplugged chords you try to strike,
The dim lights take me on a stroll,
My head spins,
Listening to rock and roll,
Assorted music my phone plays,
To top it up,
Your teasing me in mysterious ways,
I’m lost in trance,
I wish to dance,

The heart beats faster,
As you watch me type…

A raw memory starts to ripe

So much to say, so little you talk
Eyes making conversation 
even though you try to lock
that unsaid expression,

Wish you could say it all,
pour like a waterfall,

While we talked in glances
Days and nights grew dead,
Wonder if take chances,
But some things are better unsaid..


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