Common death of our
love
In finding the path that my feet just
Beat
Beat
Beat to the groove of notes and symbols
Too long
Too short
Not perfect
In arrogant youthful confidence
I see…me
In the immensity of it
Lips kissed
Hips pressed
The longness of the road
She just goes and goes
Infinite never ending beauty allures me
Tugging pulling on me so sweet
One of those that just is
No description would be chose right
Glimpses of her and I in the night making terrible amazing
mistakes
Breathing heaving
Up and down
We tangle
We together will grow to find a better way
To never see the common death of our love
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