Symmetrical Slow Dances

Calm down.

Pupils arrive on time.

Electricity flows from the sky.

Through, and through into the hearts the beats of butterflies

Fly from the coup bending heavens, and heart strings.

Inner men stop, stumble and stammer on high.

Credible foundations quake in and out of time.

Flows of amber, and jackets of carillon sweep the rooms, and tables to attentive focus.

Parkour trials invite themselves to the dance.

Couples of daylight divides us hidden within them all

Points of eternity married in the fall

Gold jackets and white dresses arms locked walking tall

Caravans of coin flips as the butterflies corral the ether quivers of lips revealing the stars traced out in your eyes.

Symbols crash in her breathing, comets dancing through the skies.

Pavements openly breath soft familiar nothings spiraling free form as doors remain open in it's time. 

Passion and intensity folded in controlled chaos titans of the date and time.

Perfect circles shadow dancing on the ceiling and burning down the halls because the thought of you is very dangerous.

Open mouths carrying the tandem bike lanes across meadowed moments as we can't keep ourselves from the thoughts.

Walking through backstreets meeting in the moments where obsolete versions tip toe as there has always been a time for us to hold daisy chains of life left living holding on through the tidals that storm through the tides of weather and time.

Precious gasps of spring float through showers of perfume in the doorway as the suns dressed knees stand there holding one coat, and one rim that drifts around the brow.

Show me you're the only one.

Show me that I'm the only one.

Hold me in this moment.

Smile in the postured daylight.

I feel the glow around your face.

Free form thoughts call out your name.

Home is where you take me from here.