TWO
Highland
Droplets
Misting thru my fingertips
Invisible, yet tangible
Slowly
I progress, but do I miss out
by holding back?
Conscientiousness
Reason, Logic, Morals
Self-control
Can tear you apart
So that you miss feeling the most
as it passes you by
Both
How do you wander without any anchor?
Is it easier never to drag in the sand?
Or harder to never stay at port,
to always be searching.
What does it mean to pass another ship? To long for their companionship, unsure of how they'll feel about you. Did you ever desire to raft up? Or to speed on past?
Do you ever feel torn in two?
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