In waiting
Recklessly real, this red-ribboned reputation of chosen realms
Faith’s card had played with itself time again

And it means to magnificently manoeuvre – just that she will need to be altogether contrary with herself

He whispers within: “time shall tell…”

A living, breathing pernicious individual holds court

Ferociously focused and all of it a living, setting process to whichever may ever come first

To think things through, to broach the thirst-ridden surface
An amalgamated mess no less perturbed perhaps, these lucid lapses in sizeable synapses

He grapples with the gracious girl’s resultant smile – beautiful by all sworn-off accords

A million miles from home
And still
Forever willing to hold contagious court

Mind over matter, yet she matters the most

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