When You Had to Come Now

Dewdrops fell.

The Sun hit them, just right,

Before either one of us could see.

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But only one could tell.

About the timed decorum,

That was taken away in the flash of light,

By either you or me

In keen instinct,

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Where we rushed and sought,

For some understanding between us meeting.

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The universe

The sole being

To witness hands letting go,

Eyes turned away,

Even when our hearts beat as one.

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A simple meeting

That caused us to forget the time before.

Before all we give

Was an underlying love.

In everything we did,

One that was content in just being,

Understanding and innocent.

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All before I met you.

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You, a simple gate, that teetered.

Weak in the hinges and swayed while locked.

It wasn't we who slammed the gate with wind.

It wasn't us that threw the rods out of place.

So, I couldn't close or predict when the gate would finally fall,

And I did my best to keep it standing.

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But still you wanted a romantic love,

To be foolish and shortsighted

The only thing you saw in mind,

Even when the gate fully fell.

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I wanted the same,

But more than what you claimed was needed.

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To simmer in the overwhelming sense of new, young love:

In lonely calls of a winter time.

In somber woes and dreadful freight.

In happy hearts of stone.

To walk with you on every unwalkable path.

To be with you,

Steps equal and nervous

But fine.

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But only one being will see the beautiful dewdrops fall,

And neither one of us will be there when they do.