Lovers (a poem)

lovers

there was a time when the road was wide and clear

and you came to me

clear as night

there was a time when our words meant something

consequences stung deep

so we listened carefully

there was time when we could trust the things we saw

our food was free of scary things and apocalyptic dreams

our outlook colorful masterpieces

we did things eye to eye

entranced with each other and not the lies

there was time when we recognized each other instantly

our kind our tribe

the ones that made our hearts beat quickly

we saw

we beamed like lasers in the streets for each other

floating toward one another magnetically

hiding had not broken us

cosmic forces awoken us

there was a time when the road was wide and clear and you called me name in a whisper

and it rang inside my head from a million miles a way

freewill was free

fighting against human tendencies was not a global effort

you could sleep with your lover under bearskins

a knot of intimacy

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