I need something
can put my finger on it
is it even tangible?
I need the feeling I get to hear my footsteps synchronize with yours
To know we are thinking as one
in a way even you can't deny

I need that
I need this
I need your bare feet on the tile floor
and I need your smile

Legs moving same angle
same degree
same timing
same thought
same grief
same whining
same sought
Which is more satisfying stick or stone
to crush those bones that walk beside yours
One Brain divided cannot stand
A Game of Magical Thrones
When I cross street would you hold my hand?
Of course not, that's why my shadow and I always walk alone.