all your flaws
are overlooked
as have mine been,
and we have
interlocking futures
that need no
introductions;
down the road a spell
is our future,
packaged like a present
undelivered,
waiting for the right postage
to be released;
cracks in our armor
do not allow us
and excuse,
not to move forward
and yet,
the hesitation
proves to be a mistake,
when we take
the fork in the road
on the other side.
16Jul14
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