Affection

When there's anything like affection,
it takes on a whole new direction.
Feeling powerless in the heart of ours,
when we loose our minutes and hours.

Not to be allowed a single glance,
is there never something like a true romance?
If I had felt anything less then affection,
loosing would have no sore connection.

To be on the last row
of your own show.
Watch the curtains fall down,
and you know there is not a sound.

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