Struck By Lightning
You were like lightning
That hit me while driving
You spilled all over my senses
To say I was electrified
Is an understatement
Because now i sit and write
And
Silently wonder about
My time with you
Alone
Where do I go from here
After the occurance
Of you
is gone
Do I pull up my baggy pants and
Pretend
...
Fake out my own mind
That nothing occured
Thereby waiting for sleep
To make soft the blow
So that
The shape and the memory
Of your face
Becomes some distorted
Warp in the memory of my dreams
When I said too much
And you gave a chuckle
As if to say good-bye
And we hit the reset button
For an resplendant reprise
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