We wind up here again.
At last you’re coming back,
With one binding breath,
You’re laying on the charm,
For some reason you can’t seem to get enough,
What compels you to continue when I drive you away?
And I’m so uninvolved, distracted, but curious.
How far will we push this time?
No one ever saw what I did,
There’s not much appealing anymore,
And once I’m fed-up with you,
Hello, hi and a smile, here you are,
Waking up where you want to be,
And I’ve given up going easy on you,
you must sense the prospects growing,
your efforts subjugated,
my mind inflated with richer possibilities.
I know now, what I’m capable of attaining.