The Energy Game

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Your move!
Shh, no, keep it on the low.
It's us against the world,
But the world mustn't know.
Every sound, every sight,
Every flock of the birds -
I am the devil
In all of the details.
Breathing you in
And lifting you up.
No, I won't go easy on you.
Where's the fun in that?
Subtlety's the thrill, the buzz – madness!
First one to act on it – loses.
Rematch!

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Baby-pink and yellow hue,
Your move!
A flock of pigeons dispersed in flight.
I see. A smirk breaks free.
Can you taste it?
My energy brushing against the back of your hand?
Touché, it is my favourite trick -
A classic.
But since it's so effective..
Can you ever blame me though?
That soft gaze through my eyes,
I recognize.
It's yours -
I've been on the other end of it before.
..
What on Earth does it matter,
Where you are, when you're within.
Closer than a touch of thought.
Fire of my fire, wind of my wings.

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