We are all kisses and touches
all lust and no words
The poetry in our veins all remains unwritten
for we are all bites and scratches
Tell me where the lines we've drawn must meet
Tell me if this love will ceaselessly walk the ways
of earth ten years from now

I keep on reminding you that inevitably
these strings inside of us will break
and we may not be able to
play the same melodies ever again