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maybe

maybe in the in-between
our ghosts will live again
our souls entwine erotically
and then begin to spin
around paranoid illusions of distrust
and my panicked attempts to hold you in
maybe in the in-between
our ghosts will meet again

maybe in the in-between
I'll taste your love again
I'll worship our naked trembling skin
and slip, quite slow
from your gentle glow
and leave when I can't win
maybe in the in-between
I'll taste your love again

maybe in the in-between
when we've lost our wars of sin
when the wine has turned to vinegar
and my eyes have become quite dim
when your breasts are dry and wrinkled
and our love is paper thin
maybe in the in-between
when we've lost our wars of sin


peace
ISL