Two toil in hope
entwined in clever chemistry
openly ambiguous and loudly discreet
Two step in quips and glances
in imagined circumstances
Masters of disguise, not hiding true intent
with tongue in cheek and turn of phrase
intentional displays
Two spiral around themselves
Secure, complete
familiar and unaware
No panic,
No fear,
No pressure
Like a long slow walk through the springtime fields
To finally arrive at home.
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