Wisps of thought
Paint a face; friend forbidden
Or at least advised against
Branded onto the
Inside of my skull
Fragile features, not infirm. Unfading
Cautious curiosity causes
Catastrophic anti-climatic dialog
Of ‘wish I’d said’
Delicate details deny ambitions
Of erasing love as temporary
And as a one-sided full potential
Unknown stings my eyes
I should have listened to the moon and stars
And the silence of anticipation
Distance dulls unknown’s ugly
But reasons cannot take the weight
Of mystery, beyond lust
I still must give up this burden of unknown
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