My mind, numb from thinking,
feels not, any tiny emotion.

That runs, weaves and plays
between a heart and another.

Keeping them connected,
As happy human creatures.

Never have I understood it
Never have I imitated it….

edit:

Or perhaps this is an illusion,  The one weaved, by the mind.

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