One too many mornings
Same old routine
Autopilot sequence
Eyes open nothing seen
Processing through each week
Same old routine
Day after long day
Eyes open nothing seen
Years slide away unnoticed
Same old routine
Survival no revival
Eyes open nothing seen
Then along came a girl
Clarity.
In a moment of her beauty
Emotional stumble
Structures tumble
Elevated.
Life from other views
Enriched with colour
Kaleidoscope hues
No sequence
Don’t let patterns interfere
Chase your love
Anything, everything, to hold her near
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