Why not
let my bare toes and covered souls paint the stark streets with you
while I have you;
Why not
drink nectar, fire, and rocks
of limitless words
of infinite versions
of countless circles
and it is all new;
Why not
call your name
across the bodies
to see
to smile;
Why not
breathe an exaggerated reality on streets
i am light;
Why not
let myself tangle into you
a seven heaven sin
again
again
and again;
Why not
fall safely.
For my hands rest on your fingertips
for my body is under your warmth
once.
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