Fall in
Fall out
Fall all over you
Like a coat
Cover you
Trip over my tongue
No return
From your oblivion
Feel the threads
Connecting us
From the beginning
Toward the end of
What we’re living
No reply
Thinking clearly seems
To be the least of my
Propensities
Standing in the weight
Of your repleted company
When I find you
When you find me
What will you be wearing
When we find the words
That echo us
To fall in and
Fall out all over
One another
What color will it be
Tripping over ourselves
Into the oblivion
Of warm reverberations
One sleeve at a time
© GÄ
Poétique 