I can smell the walnut dust blooming through my toes
I can taste the wormwood tea long past my final sip
but the thought of you can't seem to find an exit

we are spiders weaving webs between the same two trees
hoping to ensnare the other while losing sight of our own webs;
lay down your silk and rest with me a while

time has not offered itself as the tool for our creation
we are born on opposite ends, east and west,
sunrise and sunset, in between there is sunshine and peace

the looks you give me and gazes that you hold
drifts bodies further than the drowning in rip tide
darling i can swim so please don't be shy

you've stolen my mind
and I've given you my soul
so pull our bodies closer and deny this distance that we keep

i am the romantic and you will be the realist
forever contradicting,
until the day we choose another.