Entangled - Poem by Christopher McNabb
I know you, theres no hiding in plain sight.
I see you, No matter what face you use.
I can feel you, burning in the night.
I am not senseless, you are my muse.
Must we hide, for assosiation?
Must we deny, ourselves endearment.
Hide our constellation.
Before a faulty sentiment.
We could triumph over the web.
It is simply the fourth dimension.
Our quintessence forever fed.
By a simple intervention.
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