The Lovers


The lovers swapped hearts
Faster than advised
In magazines and
By tarot cards.
Spending days
Fixing eyes and
Twining limbs
Till out of breath
And dazed
They sit
Watch a screen
And then do it all again.
 
Years passed and
Drew question marks
Over time.
They agreed after a few
That a thousand days is
Really nothing at all
On cloud nine.
 
Stamped with times
Where all turned unkind.
They: still
The world on its head
So the duvet and pillows
Fall from the bed
And coins on the floor
Brushed past them to fall…
 
And they: still.
Fixed eyes.
Limbs ready
To twine.

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