Androgynous

We borrow time to spend together in the afternoons
Pure seconds that should last forever as our shadows loom
To fill the space between the atoms of our crazy thoughts
A dance of silence, that our lust for wisdom brought.

All Monday evenings are the same and we’re still sick and cold
Yet Autumn leaves and icy winter soon will take it’s toll
You shiver as your breasts are luring me into your arms embrace
And nothing shall or could bring warmth to rugged empty space

I’d kill my thoughts just to fulfill my endless dreams of bliss
To fill the space our lips are traveling when longing for a kiss
Oblivion is not the right way, you whispered in my ear
So, we’ll still praise the chaos but dream about the sphere

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