bob_toeback

You stand outside the hall
and move inward.
You dance across the room
only hoping all the love in the world
will bloom
so that you can tell one another
of one anothers doom.

A puddle in the floor is you.
and all you are is a
giant shoulder
to nuzzle ones face to.
Wipe your tears from
each others eyes.
While your problems ring
in each others ears and
they only linger until
one dies.

You sit across from each
other in a coffee shop
and realize the accompaniment
is the last of this depressing love,
that you will sit at this
dead end job and be two
of a kind for as long as
you are a part of one
anothers song.