Poem: Fused

It feels like
A morning touch
Birds greet you with harmonious chirps

A white heart that catch you
Fit just like it is meant to be
Time kills our waiting time

Be still,
You do not need to sail the boat again
It is just arrived to a proper one

Come closer,
Eyes meet its other behalf
Do not let a centimeter divides

No hiding anymore,
Get through it
Lend me your hand and let's run

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