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Jan 2017
Def.*

To gaze in your direction
Should your eyes divert to provoke me.
Or, in the distance,
The horizon you seek of
Would have me waiting there for you
And none other.

To listen your notes;
The pitch, the melody,
The songs you pen for me.
Whether it be in tune with mine,
Compared to other men;
The wolves that hunt you for your flesh.

To take in your breath;
Every ounce of air from your lungs,
A self-destructive fallacy,
Your troubles folding in on you.
As if the perspiration compels me
To make you feel whole again.

Until I'm sure, until my obsession
Vanishes from the thoughts
Of your attention towards me,
The gears will turn for aeons,
The tears will flow forever,
The sadness will overwhelm me.

Until then, I'll be sure to be
Your other half as destined.
It's coming back to haunt me again.
NARMONSEA
Written by
NARMONSEA  Kuala Lumpur
(Kuala Lumpur)   
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