Falling on my fingers were rings of gold.
I washed their residue; the rings were sold.
A new conversation is sweet and pleasing.
The glow in familiar stranger eyes is teasing…
He brings me closer…bringing cheers
To the surface of reality, no intimate fears.
Our hearts are filled with the same emotion.
We have in motion, undivided devotion.
The fog is slowly lifting…I want to see
What could be enormous, the magical three.
I long to play with him and sing…
This might be the one real thing.
Spontaneity gave one hug and kiss.
My mind gave more; Tonight, I miss
What would it be like to become the big fish…
I saw the stars for once and made a wish.
My land speaks of freedom; his heart goes flying
Into my body and landing in a tank of trying.
We circle rainbows…swim in the blue.
Freedom’s in black; freedom’s in I do.
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