There is a sliver of hesitation between what love brings
And what love takes and yet the desire to attain it…remains
A heart beat that bounces; not an echo or flat landing
A thread connecting the heart, the push and pull – the in-between
How often can a slight blush of the cheek
Turn into much more than just a so-so night of passion?
At the end of the day it’s just another deep breath angst
Pre-dawn leaving behind a tender kiss or scent of lavender
The aftermath is a memory categorized as just another one off

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