We circle

round and round

in this

circle game.


I can see

your thoughts are  like

rough tides moving

through your

eyes.


storms at sea.


the overwhelming

feeling that

we have

both been  lost

in these
hopeless nights
before.

down and

under for

our final

breaths, there

will be more

second chances

or rolls

of the dice.


it is half

past love

in your eyes.


and nothing would

give more justice

to  this moment

than a gun

to our heads

pressed tightly

together.


one bullet

two hearts.


and no

regrets or

reasons to

lie about

love

anymore.