The fever comes and goes.
Leaves me with and then without.
You feel it in your veins, and in your heart and soul.
But sometimes it's your downfall.
This inexplicable feeling you have when you find that one.
This prescence you feel that creates the illusion of being whole,
instead of the metaphorical crater that you felt before.
This anomaly that inspires us to do the inane and absurd.
It seems our entire existence is founded around this one feeling.
This electrical current we feel between one another.
This love.
Friday, April 16, 2010
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