Before I could blink

I could feel it coming

the adrenaline rush,

the heartless crush,

the lust

and the bust.

Written in ink

destined to sink.

Again I blink,

purposely dwelling

with little time to think.

Absorbing it all.

She pushes 

and I fall.

A dream,

to some it may seem.

A paradox of emotions.

Waking up to a feeling of confusion,

straddled with a hint of devotion.

And all I think of

is a dilution of confusion.

But I am part human,

I live,

I laugh

and I cry.

Again I tell another story.

Apologies for boring you,

but this one is true.

A story

filled with everything

but glory.

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Dilution of

Confusion

Karim Khattab