on my coffee table awaiting our exhalations
And we touch toes and stare at the dust particles in
the sunlight between us
There’s a treasure chest of love resting in the corner
And still we are indigent
And still we lose ourselves in spoils of wishful thinking and rabid devotion
You are forever free
If we could just write these words into our skin
You are forever free
If we could just tag these thoughts to our heart
Let’s pick a part and play our parts in our Act Two
You leave and I grieve and we weave a fantasy existence
You grieve and I leave and we weep a floor full of pointless tears
pointed at our willingness to forget that between us in us for by us there is love
The wetness spawns a reprise and we laugh and we fall and we fill
the room with flesh and spirit and fresh spit dripping sweet from our clamoring lips
We are forever free
If we could just rivet this river of reprisals into our core
Lock them away as we embrace
We are forever free
And we leave the stage together and apart
suspended and sustained.
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