twisting shifting memorizing the labels
the sky stares right back at us
fingers interlocked--intertwined.
hearts.
minds. mind and soul
intertwined.
it's met with reproval--
this passion that wells up
from the chasms of my soul
yet unknown. yet untold.
unmeasured. though undeniable.
you unlocked a door, do you realize?
my ears remained sewn shut.
my mouth runs dry.
the words come to an end, stop.
shifting seasons and endless chords
tell us more than we could ever afford
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