Friday, September 28, 2012

#15

You seem to have come out of nowhere,
an experience I couldn't see from miles away.
It's like biting into something without expectation
only to be doubtful at first, but developing a craving for it 
with each. additional. bite.
I've tried to fight with logic,
but always end up losing that battle.
The senses are overpowering, the chemistry undeniable.
I ask myself what to do, but the predictions are impossible.
So I choose to hold your hand and float down the stream that is called life.

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