One will be waiting, in the open,
One will await the opening,
To slide in and initiate.
One will bat eyelashes,
and giggle at the worst joke
Basking in another's vision and desire.
One will have a strategy,
A militant mind, commanding
To conquer the castle walls and defenses.
One has got a mind to love surprises,
Waits for it, it always comes.
One has got the time to provide
The sense of security that opens the gates.
Both know the score, the position of the other.
Both take the moment and move with it,
As if they didn't know from the beginning
This is something.
And Nothing.
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