There is certain delight in wandering eyes
Our swiftest glances are concrete
And when our hands wander we remember
Doing this dance with someone similar
The sheets tangle tight and warm
Limbs entwine in separate codas, latching, grasping
And we can’t seem to separate
Our hearts beat off key and in sync
Not to please you, but, always around you
It’s not hard to make a semblance of normal
I don’t mind, if you don’t mind
There’s a certain delight in giving chances
And when our fingers touch its only heart breaking
So when the sun rises and you’re still here
Please, please follow me.
Something’s are tentative like this
But I prefer the darkness, the heat
And if you can keep up, we can sanctify it with lemon kisses
Tasting each other like licking salt off old wounds
And it’s alright this way
It’s alright.
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Submission Name: The King and Queen of Hearts
