She tip toes
Ever so gently on his heart
Breathing life
Into his art
Even though
They are worlds apart
He scribbles like a mad man
Hoping the words in his poems
Will bridge the gap
Between their worlds
Violently thrusting them
Into each others arms
He tried the gently approach
And the gravity
From each ones world
Pulled them back
As if to say
This is where
They should stay
She is better
At pretending
Than he is
And accepts this fate
While he still writes
To bridge the gap
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