This time, I will come in the form of winds blowing around you, blocking you from going anywhere. If you wish to stop me, I'll stay at your lips.
This time, I won't let any star glow as I'll become the moon, stealing the whole night and forcing you to look at me.
This time, I will come as spring and blossom like flowers to make you smile and remind you of me.
This time, I will come in form of the ocean of intoxication as the fine combed waves and gently move your kayak till you become aware of my presence.
All those times, I have just been a dark secret, but this time, I promise you won't be able to think about me as I will come as an easy riddle.
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