You are not stuck
if you live in the same space
You are stuck
When you wake up everyday with the same mindset

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Look;

When did relationships
Get defined
By a read receipt?
Will we
Now
Only measure intimacy
By a tweet?

What do we have left,
Why can’t we
Go back
To laughter
In a diner seat

love is

our unkept bed on a Sunday morning
clothes thrown on the floor
candles burned down to no wicks

sleeping off last nights tangled limbs
on the grey leather couch
infinity in crystal blue eyes

palm to palm, fingers entwined our lifelines cross
counterbalancing personalities complete the circle
protective of what is within

so familiar our anatomical embrace
we breathe shared air
beats in autotune, universe intact

Open the door and see
the winter morning
stands at your doorway,
Show the cold respect
and take its chillness
with the warm shawl.

On your cold lips,
Take hot tea in sips
with lovely eyes
and you can imagine
your very shy lover
in the snowflakes.

You'll leave the morning
to enjoy your darling
in a glaring gaze.
If your sweetie smiles
with a happy face,
Then you'll wake up early.

Dew drenched rose petels,
Winter’s perfect deception,
Season’s seduction!