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Out beyond the border lies my lover He waits, inviting, miles over under streetlights He hides singing in the shadows In low grunts and silent hymns I seek my lover; I dive deep and deeper Out there lies freedom Below the dark cloak illuminated by the business it encompasses Built with stones, roads, homes, people Walking, talking, mad and kind Here is freedom packaged in suits It struts in hand in hand harmony with commodity Out there, there's wailing Youthful faces rising from noise, sweat, smoke and glee Here is a place of endless wonder Packed with the unknown and the unremembered Here they shout, kick, dance, laugh, fight We find our corners, our friends, our highs and escape We are found by blind touches, caution, surrender, and strangers Out there is an undiscovered plain Across the river, my lover's secret lying in dirt and mud Here lights shine less bright Here a son cries in hunger Here a mother cries of pity Here a father cries in isolation He puffs, scavenge, runs, click-bang! Here there is a hunger Of poverty hidden in silence My lover behind concrete, metal, wood I am kissed in narrow streets and gifted security I've touched my lover, over, between, and under All his parts and places The stink of his skin clings to mine As we lie, finally together, I am home He is home, both cool and warm As dawn approaches, my lover leaves, occupied Here is day Romanticized by the searching smoke of crafted beans and mindless denial clanking I cannot see my lover amidst the light He has retreated to his shadows impatient for the night Until we meet, I am left with these sheets Our shapes dancing through moonlight, laughter, and sleep Out there lies reality One hand slaps unto another A ding-cring-dong Run!
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Sep 28, 2021
Sep 28, 2021 at 4:10 AM UTC
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Out beyond the border lies my lover He waits, inviting, miles over under streetlights He hides singing in the shadows In low grunts and silent hymns I seek my lover; I dive deep and deeper Out there lies freedom Below the dark cloak illuminated by the business it encompasses Built with stones, roads, homes, people Walking, talking, mad and kind Here is freedom packaged in suits It struts in hand in hand harmony with commodity Out there, there's wailing Youthful faces rising from noise, sweat, smoke and glee Here is a place of endless wonder Packed with the unknown and the unremembered Here they shout, kick, dance, laugh, fight We find our corners, our friends, our highs and escape We are found by blind touches, caution, surrender, and strangers Out there is an undiscovered plain Across the river, my lover's secret lying in dirt and mud Here lights shine less bright Here a son cries in hunger Here a mother cries of pity Here a father cries in isolation He puffs, scavenge, runs, click-bang! Here there is a hunger Of poverty hidden in silence My lover behind concrete, metal, wood I am kissed in narrow streets and gifted security I've touched my lover, over, between, and under All his parts and places The stink of his skin clings to mine As we lie, finally together, I am home He is home, both cool and warm As dawn approaches, my lover leaves, occupied Here is day Romanticized by the searching smoke of crafted beans and mindless denial clanking I cannot see my lover amidst the light He has retreated to his shadows impatient for the night Until we meet, I am left with these sheets Our shapes dancing through moonlight, laughter, and sleep Out there lies reality One hand slaps unto another A ding-cring-dong Run!
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F/Philippines
Sep 28, 2021
Sep 28, 2021 at 4:10 AM UTC
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