Our distance closed
The aisle burning
The chapters folding
.
Building up to a crescendo of emptiness
Structures forming, residing sunshine
.
Filming moments of yesterday
A scene played too soon
A method of acting, they call it
.
Can we go back?
To when it felt right
When all we did was dance
Pouring laughter, lashing anger
Raw and free
Lucky ludo
.
Though we had shelter
The hunger we had
Was lost in the showers of monsoon
.
Heat to skin, lips to cheek
Breast to chest, hands to bare ass
.
The clear signs became dust
An end to us
Hearty emoticons to us
.
Right here in the dark
Mingling legs, scratching toes
Hoping the love never died in the theatre of dreams
.
So I guess itβs just another
Unresolved face to face
So fade babe,
Fade
Let the love die