in bliss we twist our spines
across golden gates we dared to climb
we’re holding on edge
kissing in the mist with minds shut
caught off guard to a prose i used to write
we’re swaying and i’m rhyming
lying in sand of oceans we used to wreck
you call in night
dancing with darkness i admired
strolling on broken innocence
yoga frolicking through tunnels in lobes unkind
and he’s tangled in masochism
we’re aligning on planes in worlds which don’t transcend
nothing makes sense
his eyes feel like a poltergeist
i’m twirling while he’s floating
in lie we find truth
demons hover to fuel their fume
the black feels right
it was always
alright
and it’s alright