Come on says one to the other. I heard you, they reply, and in meagre circles they travel, to the city they find. But thereís something in the air, which neither will forget, itís something which will remind them of what time they do have left. Itís not excitement, itís not the cold, itís not anything either have told. Thereís just that something between the lines, something withholding which parries the time.
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Deep within them the wander away, despite being together, theyíre already astray. One smiles to them self, the other does two, but together itís personal, nothing construed. Part of this night is already gone, but they know that for them it has only begun.
Fire lights the street, with its amber strains, and deep within sleep Ė they both are away. Now they do meet, with their good friends, but together theyíre always focused in lens. A smile from the girl catches the eye of the boy, fearlessly he tries to assess the ploy. A wink without winking, a knowing motion brings them together in this deepening ocean.
Far be it for me, to understand what they say with those quick glimpses across all the disarray.
Friction and faction booms hard with the music, but balletic they swing towards closer emotion. Despite their distance, despite the discourse, together remain they as the once more go forth.
Hand brushes hand in embarrassed pause but rhythm canít break now, itís part of their course. Far beyond all recognised ambition they are alone now and without supervision. A whisper from one ear says nothing to the other, but a giggle and a smile are all: when all are one lover.
Rush home rush home, romance in to bed, fall out all other feelings, left in your head.
Remember my friend, despite all you are, all we are, the universe will tick on, long past our departure.