An extension of my instinct,
A drain for a storm of thoughts,
A needle that
Gently slips off
string-less knots.

A safe haven,
Of intense rides
My heart, craven,
silently abides.

Uphill and Downhill, we go
Hand in hand
Grain by grain, we build
A relation grand.
Your heart, blazing with emotion
Mine, following,
A drowning iceberg in the ocean.

Strange how comfort
lost amidst cosmos
Of space and time
A strange cross.

Dedicated to the worst best worst bo$$

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