Selfish fluidity smells
Of silence on the tip
Of our tongues when it comes to
Parting ways

We are so young now

Weather blows outside
Of our window as the thoughts
Of penetrating experience come
At us like the sideways rain

We were so young then

Telling one another
That these places were
Meant only for us and that
The food tastes so fine as does
The wine
Solely and only for us

We acted so young then

And in the heat of our sheets
Our bodies sweat from deception
Intentions benched loyal to
A creation we stumbled upon;
Like gold in a miner's pan

We fought so much then

Nothing will make the difference now
We have gone too far down the road
Clothing spread out like bodies of the dead
Snow fallen on the hills with the trees
Naked in the winter wind

We never danced so much then

Levels of breaking points
Weary tired bodies of bent joints
Eyes keen on seeing every difference
Too much too little and not enough
A story with an ending like
All the rest

We tried so hard then

A new person in the day
Lively energetic caring generous
Lo' the next day comes to be filled with
Malice destruction chaos and disdain

Two sides to every coin

Two sides to every man

Two sides to everything

We were far apart but

Together then