Peace is burning,
Breathing in calm,
Heart knows no scratch,
Hitting my palm,
Hears the still pulse
Twisting my neck,
Seems there is no regret,
Setting us free
Was the best choice,
Love has no voice
We drifted apart
The moves had no chance
The situation
Is deceitful
The moves were loot
It was an intuition
Hiding beneath the dance,
Or needed a lens
To figure
The obesity in obsession