its electric fire, numbing you
bouncing around
there is no one person
for everyone,
rather who burns you
the most

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

it starts with a glance
confusion erupts
a saying, next.
all other senses subside
assurance, then.
steadiness continues
emotion runs dry, finally.
ending
later, after dinner,
maybe some regret

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they see each other
in the halls
going on with their lives
not paying attention
to everything:
every hand moved, every strand of hair altered
but just noticing
and concluding
the purity of
that kind of love
can only be ruined
by conversation
 
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