I wish I could peer into your psyche
for things you wouldn’t let my eyes see
’cause right inside,
there is something you know;
if it crawls up to your lips
and peck my ears,
it would dance in between us;
a whirlwind of separation.
But as long as you have it there,
in reality we are already apart,
and only together not by love
but by your silence;
the anchor for our peace.
But what is the essence?
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