Reveal

A beat of the heart,
a thud that keeps me alive,
each passing second.
Can the conundrum be unveiled?

Time may not think that It's right now,
time may be resting in Its own dreams.

Fate could be lurking in the corner,
fate could be waiting for the twisting of lines,
the intersection points.

Thenceforth
a faint apparition- you and i
standing awkwardly- us,
because then
realization hits a note, and surrealism engulfs us.