Disparate Being

I felt the heat of the blood that rushed into my brain;
These two had always been separate;
One catered for the logical, the other, the emotional;
They rarely agreed, but something changed today;

Had he just said that?
Did he know what it meant to this friendship?
Does he even know what he’s insinuating?
Can he handle a divided individual who still stood as one?

The heart thumped louder;
The mind grew numb-er;
Excited neurons escaped; arteries sought refuge;
I was in shock!

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