I ask myself
Should I run to you?
And keep our secret
tryst
For that sweet joy
Of being kissed
I ask myself
Should I run from you?
And protect my heart
But endure the pain
Of being apart
So I must ask myself
What joy exists
In sterile safety
Compared to being
kissed
So I run to you
To the love and
chemistry
And drown myself
In your sweet serenity
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