Wonder if she might know
a time evolves in his mind.
He is one day
she his own question.
There is love in the air
they might say to one another
lost in only her eye,
wasted
abated
curious
forgotten
So many aspects of once was
while teeming with evidence
such were our names.
We could play this game
yet she wanted more
a common fear,
is this all there is
is this all there is
is this all there is
We could play this game
for what is his desire
and yet she wanted more
a common fear,
Is this all …
Over and over again
relentless confusion
yet we might
this is love
while the world goes forward
what we move enters
a spiral backward.
We haven’t quite figured out
how to move forward.
©️ Scott F Savage 9/10/2020
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