She and he: “two fish swimming in a fishbowl” We are not going Anywhere

She and he: “two fish swimming in a fishbowl” We are not going Anywhere Hide and seek is the game our eyes play every-time they meet throbbing veins pulsating strange yet familiar feelings Floating gazes caressing faces whispering pregnant promises Breathing life into a body of Star Dust and Ashes Crowded room lonely lovers simmering odds of light or gloom dark silouettes hushed songs cascading shadows righting wrongs crafting banter fighting gloom weaving life hiding n rooms Two travelers One story One loom tying together stories old N’ new, Of mighty colours And myraid hues Silent embraces Parting gazes gifting solaces Matching paces Tiring goals Sickening routines Drains dreams from Tired vacant faces Kisses wrapped back Tightly pressed in rest Lips un-parted For everyones best His whims her ornaments Her wounds his prizes forgetting falls remembering rises Bruises galore Breaking walls Melting core Vows/Promises Unasked, unsaid, unkept At reality quite inept Once fondness Froze moments Into dreams, Memories Revelations, reveries, stolen forever from the scathing grasps of eternity Forever unfolding seamless and fast From encounters old and past Echoes of moanings Sweet nothings melodies of promises last addictive Desire Sealing pacts stealing time judging history Believing mystrey forgetting pain Holding hands Dancing in rain Two strangers Entangled desire drink nectars Of intox elixirs Conspiring inertia Cheating time Weaving dream catchers hear our souls chime? From the sounds of chaos and scars “two fish swimming in a fishbowl” rolling together in the age of fast cars.

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