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Slow Burn
These rehearsals of formalities are a need
Good habits set to blossom from a new seed

Pulled into your axis, yet I dance alone
Obstacles that separate us and burrow into my bones

In desperation and disbelief I grasp onto air
But in my mind I see your visage, your hologram, us twin fire pair

And I know this is necessary, this is a must
Lest this mosaic be tarnished by the slightest of gusts

But I’ll take things slow and follow all the clues
To yearn and learn about the mystery that is you

Gripped tight onto the rodeo, I foresaw a crash and burn
Too close too the sun we flew, so prudence we must learn
© Michael Kevin Olegario