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Thursday, January 3, 2013


we can only come together with moonlight
when She is watching over our intentions and desires
so nothing distracts us from the task at hand, at our feet.
kiss me finally at midnight, kiss me deep to turn the day
pressed against cold glass, frosty metal, wind on skin
but you are warm and we are here, alive
and nothing is more alive than we; two twentysomethings far from love
but near to bursting with intangible something, remarkable something
something deeper than thought, telling us to live and live and live
and live we do, for a moment, slammed into the doors of cars
for one fleet of dreams, we were idle, on the brink
the moon still looks on, too old to hide Her eyes
we are the history of Mankind embodied and wrapped in smoke and mirrors
bodies hot, heavy steam, holy water
there are no words, no nagging wishes and lost hopes
screaming supicions of guilty slopes
only you, only us, and we are only air,
made of things twisted in dirt
and from earth we are made 
and to earth we pay true tribute
and with earth we married lay,
until then we crash together again and again,
once or twice watched over 
hoping one time, hoping tonight
our pace matches ill-begotten stars

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