Rope, tied and bound and held too close
The light is barely shining through the cracks
But we dance, because
This is all we know
And we love it. We love the closing air.
The sweet smell of our sweat
When it’s fusing together
I’m lost in this dependency.
You’re eyelids shutter while you sleep
I’m focused like a student
I’ve been taking notes in consciousness
The words guide my fingers to drum along to your heartbeat
Shallow breathing completes our symphony
Where was I before? Did my substance exist?
I am prone to believe we were born for this
For us,
for this warmth.
For everything THIS stands for.
And to be lost is to also be found
In a state of intoxication
My lips buzzed with the taste of your nightmares
We share them. Our protection.
For and from ourselves.
We are running
We are distracting
We are the essence of a pipe dream.
Defined and incandescent;
Beauty with no sympathy.
Love with no absolution.
Life with nothing beyond meaning.