We look at each other through
Inescapable eyes that pierce but
Never seem to be direct, and yet
There is an illusive connection
Ever present, bathing us in a
Reality that has us keeping our distance;
Still, we bait our own feelings
Hoping to find that one reason that
Only players seem to know,
Looking for the excuse that will
Likely do no good at all;
Yearning the day again.
Inescapable eyes that pierce but
Never seem to be direct, and yet
There is an illusive connection
Ever present, bathing us in a
Reality that has us keeping our distance;
Still, we bait our own feelings
Hoping to find that one reason that
Only players seem to know,
Looking for the excuse that will
Likely do no good at all;
Yearning the day again.
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