Coming out in my vulnerability
Seeing you in your nakedness
A face of past hurts
Covered up with sheer finesse
Still, I saw you
You saw me
In the shaky world of self hiding
We were so visible it hurt
Still you complimented me
I returned your flirt
We began our dance
The chemistry was white hot
It burned then it cooled
It seemed that we two
Were only passion fooled
It ended as fast as it started
Story old as time
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