Why be made the fool
Why be drawn to you
Why I thought of We
Why You thought it too
Why the déjà vu
Why so abruptly
Why unexpectedly
Why no answer definitely
Why not unconditionally
Why it’s all over
Why time to move on
How the mind thinks no one knows for sure. What it thinks, some of it can be witnessed on this page.
Why be made the fool
Why be drawn to you
Why I thought of We
Why You thought it too
Why the déjà vu
Why so abruptly
Why unexpectedly
Why no answer definitely
Why not unconditionally
Why it’s all over
Why time to move on
In a searing instant you abruptly arrive
My cadence caught totally by surprise
The thoughts provoked by your presence
Struck by your force I’m aberrantly shaken
Ostensively futile as it is I lower my gaze
Unwittingly and unwaveringly I falter
Left completely and utterly speechless
Your consonant sound muting all others
A distinct aura quite unlike a zephyr
With a tingling sensation swooping all over
That gust of warmth with a bittersweet aftertaste
As you precipitately subside I slowly suspire
Pondering on any substance to those feelings
Vexingly, I ensconce myself from your affects