Two lost Lovers

Two lost Lovers

It is my secret

to fly over many oceans

if we have the same taste

our mothers express

it in all our secrets

the night to wonder

nothing to be shamed

.

We’ll all go home to bed ourselves

beside cups of

coffee and books of rain

up the coast from weather

between the beaconing sounds

of two lost lovers.

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