In the shadow of what was to come,
you followed me home,
through barriers and warning signs,
we should be wearing armor,
reigniting what began years before,
I led you from a lover’s watchful eyes,
Into seclusion,
no one can emulate our history,
a lost perception dawned,
I didn’t hesitate
with bare persuasion,
recurrent implications that never thrived,
still animate and held at the pinnacle,
possessed by necessity.