Falling In Love
We meet strangers in open
or closed spaces,
and somehow our hearts
familiarize with each other,
right before we know each other's
hobbies, names, parents, fetishes....
Our hearts conspire against us;
they hide a secret - a fact that they
know after much kissing under the moonlight;
cuddling in movie theatres;
playing peek-a-boo under the sheets....
we'll be hurt sooner or later
with suspicious night calls, phone passwords,
unfamiliar scents, lipstick on a shirt.....all
tell-signs of affairs.
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