sorting out the light

I've let time float by and surround me;
Taking chances and losing steady passing glances.
Eyes meet and faces are swiftly forgotten.
We were stuck for a second; buried deep and lost in the out of sight.
Arranged by choice, we risk at our own judgment.
I was blissful, feeding upon simple feelings I let carry on.
It was pleasant and it wrapped itself kindly around me.
I wanted nowhere else to go; thoughts and havens kissed me softly..
and once more, the heart has played itself; and still, I know that left alone it will not grow.

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Amely