It comes suddenly
Like a crow at your window sill
Rising in your face
Heart thumping,
Blood Pumping,
Time stumping,
Just a grain of sand
Invisible in your hand;
It comes like love
On a hot Summer's Day
With a crow at your window sill
Rising in your face;
And then you shut the window
To it because it came suddenly
Like love on a hot Summer's Day.
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