as you tumble to cocoon of sleep i speak
faintly earbound for your counsel to keep
on balance we are in this deep
a thousand smiles we made the leap
i was myopic, battened down and drawn
potentially too forlorn
a chancer only with odds whose sum
would stack and topple down, deaf and dumb
an angel-winged and migrant one
you waited for the spring to come
your bareskin back to shining sun
a chancer too, collide as one
song of songs, take wing and alight
your elliptical touches of delight
with powdered hands it took some might
but now we're here let's stay up all night
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