Yellow tape’s drape,
covering my being.
Walk slowly, don’t haste,
Be careful from falling.

I admit of being imperfect,
but so is everyone.
Best not to expect,
you still have time to run.

Still you made it across
beyond the yellow line.
To me, your heart’s tossed,
hoping it’d just be fine.

Yet t’was me who’s fallen,
Albeit conscious prudence
Captivated by your being,
I’ve fallen with your exuberance.

MR@2016

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