Never

Suddenly,

never

is a gaping, gasping breath I can’t catch up to

A damp and heavy awareness in my thoughts

 

Never

has become a risk of dark, dancing glances,

whispering fingers, and long, laughing necks

 

Never

has bled into two red songs, curved upward,

begging to whistle between these ready lips

 

Never

is now, now is then, and then was everything

And it feels like centuries have been tied to us

 

Suddenly,

but also

oh so

slowly

 

 

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