By: Shelbi Henny
To transform this atmosphere
into something transparent
witnessing the truth written on the walls
and the emotions suffocating the air
taunting the direction of love's connect
hopeful memories that explode with
inadequate information
the facts are pulling and torturing the obvious
yet we know to much to back away
we pull even closer to secrets
living in monotone
dying in soprano
forming this in sync choreography
nothing matters that could possibly be
ignore me and receive
the foundation of lust
explain love what more can lie to this
when you can fold this into your pocket and run
this leaves space to breathe
yet we hum our answer to our needs
we never speak
just sing into the dreams of morning dew
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