Connect

Is there something you both connect to

It can be anything that you both strike

For all you have or both can do

A line more circular and/or alike.

Does it feel more like home base

When you can see each other around

And then it’s a mere funeral place

When all you both do is whisper to the ground

Do you both enjoy munching on chips

Or drinking shots till the night gets old

Dancing to flavoured music bumping hips

Sullen, bowed and Sharing the silly mould.

Have you ever tried to Bungy jump

Or gone for a sky dive instead

It’s exactly how you say you’re stump,

When you realise the other one is really dead.

So do you still connect to something at all?

Anything you feel or see or hear,

Sometimes it takes an obeyed call,

To escape this swoon of fear. 

If it’s pacing in your head every now and then

Either one of you needs to give it a go

Better to have one common pyramid than ten

If you cannot tell now, none will ever know.

-Adelene Coelho

About Adelene Dsilvahttps://adelenecoelho.wordpress.comIf you are in love with a writer, You will always live in their words.

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