Many misaligned arrows shot,
That recoiled back,
Defunct was a feeling,
Reignited the night we met.
Like strands of DNA,
Our lives intertwined.
Coding for happiness,
A sense of eagerness overwhelmed.
A might heart you have,
Nursing the broken,
Watch you talk and hear you speak,
Sumptuousness revived.
A long wait now redundant,
Fills the voids of verve in me,
Petrified I maybe,
For reasons acknowledged or anonymous.
But I’ll hold you closer still.
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