Perhaps you think
Too much on
Words and rhymes
In such times
When lines are crossed
And lovers
Once lost now touch
Sinking in hours elapsed
Making tracks
They push for miles and miles
But, where's the rush?
Stop your talk
Of 'how' and 'why'
Just rely on each other
For trust in this you must
As every day
Those questions gather dust
Till simply:
'When'
Will be enough
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