Blackbird Wings

Objects, and the Distance Between Them

Evening brings
New and beautiful things
Gleaming
Blackbird wings
Folded
By my side

Dead of moonlit night
Presence pressed tight
Tells me this is right
My lips, your neck
I can still taste you
On my breath
I want more
Every bit, I have left

Passion pull
It’s a darkened road
Darker still
When you walk it alone
Moonlight breaks
Eyes they glow
I see your face
And I know

We must abide
Try to stabilize
A balanced place where
We can reside
Skin on skin
Your hands in mine
Realize
We cannot hide
What we feel inside
But we have time
Slow it down
And push aside
For tonight

Now we both see
What this all could mean
What this all could be
If we try
If we can agree
Searching to find
Still terrified
Of you and I

But when we leave
The past behind
When we let

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