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I wanted to take a different tack,
to move in anomaly.
Reverse the order of all our conventions,
and introduce a little disorder.
The path of our daily has been, of course,
to complete each other’s lines,
knowing the mind of the other,
predicting the line of our gaze.
There’s no shame in such intimacy,
au contraire, it is to be desired.
But, just now and then, to let ourselves go
and cast our cares to the wind.
To loose the binding of maturity,
be primal, encompassed in glory.
As I woke from this thought I wondered aloud,
how you’d react, if tangoed down in the street.