lovers melt

i won’t have it any other way

i wouldn’t want it any other time

i won’t need it as i need it now

that precarious balance

from the black to the white
and back again

the hues of blurry visions

the colour of our divisions

let it run let it slide

don’t fight on, don’t pretend and hide

fuck me, i won’t shut the fuck up

the lasting performance is the final one though…

iridescence comes in shapes and sizes

your tiny big box is the best surprise

the meaning? caring is not without guilt

loving is smoother, lovers melt.

stubborn as we may be we will never leave this place

of wonder and careful glimpses
of confusion and insecure feelings

but we will never leave this place
all we have is in this space.

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