23:11 - Too Young To Say
See that mockery, it’s always you,
There’s half my smile for half a moon.
My goodbye was that loneliest star,
A world apart can’t be that far.
Incessant eyes, the briefest touch,
Surely hearts can’t beat that much.
The cold embrace, the fires collide,
They pushed, but you won’t leave my side.
The Hunter, the Bear, I’m grateful for dark,
You know your hand will leave a mark.
Your upwards glance, your best goodnight,
My assets caught in line of sight.
The journey home, the interplay,
Your eyes tell what your lips would say.
And then, divided, not by chance,
The moments all end with just one... glance.
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