As far from one is from three
We'd find a way...against all odds
To expose what we felt was true;
To expose the sinews we'd undo
Fearing not death to be the strongest function
But petrified
By those perfect eyes
That imperfection in mine
Lay perfectly composed
Just beautifully broken

The things we've said
Not once, not twice
Petrified
As you realize
"One..."
"Two..."
"Three times you and I have poeticized
The semblances--
The sentences--
The paradise we've posterized--"
No longer those sweet somethings
Again, all over

She blooms in silence
Watching carefully
Candid constancy
Amidst a soundless place
Amidst a fretful space
Symphonically serene
Extraordinarily in between

We claimed it as prophetic
A universe stained with ruby red
Be it as it may...
Paragon until we’d say
Let our minds regret it
As we do what lovers do
Instead

And so we fell
Courageously in myth
Boldly into the night that 25th
Celestially aligned
Rhythmically intertwined
Assuming perfection
With that complexion
As if we knew no wrong
As if conclusions were foregone
Ivory faced memories
Sounding off like piano keys
And so we fell