We curled into each other’s lives

as if wisps of bottle blue smoke

writhing into the sky, tendrils

slipping to join hands, hearts and minds

a discordant lullaby made beautiful

intertwining music notes and audible sighs,

finger tips and toes and the ridges of our bones

tucked like puzzle pieces

into our unknowns – a lesson

in discovery and mansions

fit for lords and ladies,

a grand piano with shivering keys.

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