there's room enough for two here, care to share this view?
in a place between tiptoes and whispers an inner space with convoluted constellations
deeply rooted in your hypothetical situations and the hypercritical reflections
from that tiny mirror hidden in your purse

my arm carries your scratches from that time you almost drifted away
and you held me, you held me tightly then, and maybe i held you a little too
do you bare your scars or are they too much to bear, here, this is where truth lives
in its glass house ceilings and walls

skin to skin that's the way you love back up plans chain mail contingencies
snake eyes and pyramids if you're lucky but is that a chance you want to take?
the song of these birds are sweet but none is sweeter than the one in your palm
throw down your telescope

are you like me and feel the sting when the cherry blossoms?
beautiful in its instance too brief to be held by a single soul a bookend is missing still
come home i've been waiting and it's been far too long that you've lived out of that suitcase
complete the circle