Violent Delights & Violent Ends

This is the follow through: the
me meeting you across
proverbial crowded room,
and not being able
to look away. Tony
and Maria,
West Side Story.

We are the aftermath: the
damage on the road following
the crash, never thinking that
could’ve led to this,
all due to holy palmer’s kiss.
Bill never warned me
of the risk.

But,
if I could

I’d go back and love you
first sight,
irrational,
because if there’s anything true
in the history books,
I know it’s that somewhere there’s a place
for us.

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