Let it fall
Where it needs to land
By chance
Or
By circumstance

Look within.

How slowly time passes
As we stand apart
Playing with fire
Incinerating our past into ashes

Waiting for spring,
As if it hasn't sprung

Bloom to Wilt to Bloom again
It is what was intended
Because you began
Where I ended

Time is deceiving
Is it a perception
Or a dimension?

Connect to disconnect
To connect again
A cycle that never ends
Unless you reconnect
Your
Thoughts and feelings...

You
Stare into the abyss
Unsure
Very unsure
But
The risk...
Business is risky,
But even more...
is the reconnect

Unknown to known
Misused, misplaced
Replaced and reused...
Only you
Can
End the cycle
It's cyclical
STOP.

Pick it back up again,
But
This time
You
Communicate to preserve
And say things
For which you are unprepared for
But you take a chance
Because it's one life
One dance
Will you hold my hand?

You give in
But not to give up

Listen.

Intuition is tough.
It pulls you one way
To push you into another.

Intently.