Your distance is my prelude
To ordinary eyes;
We danced before we
Heard this music.
We have dreamt about each
Others addiction before we
Even closed our eyes.
Evenness cleanses our
Dramatics; hearts bleed
Scientific senses.
Beats of our addiction’s
aquariums feed off of
Our mistaken tears
But nothing, nowhere,
No one will ever see our
Whole.
Because we are that.
The breathes between the
fallen hurts; the life of our
love.
We are this last letter.
