hermits/bitten

we walk hand in hand

in a foreign land

i am proud

to be seen

with you

your eyes are my

favourite band

we walk hand in hand

across this forgotten 

land

our skies 

are deep blue
like midnight 

as stars fall 

i fall deeply 

in love

with you

fit 

like a glove

with the fingers

cut off

from the world

cozy like mittens

for days we behave

as hermits 

as i get more or less smitten

and love bitten

it seems cupid’s arrow

was a syringe 

and your love is syrup,

a drug binge:

i don’t wish to come

around the bend

your knees to fit me

like bananas spooning-

your lips are full mooning

your eyes shine star beams

your mind is a new galaxy 

and i am just proud to be

with you

walking hand in hand

within this forever and

a day land

on both feet

when you

plummet

into love

with me-

either way my arms

are waiting to catch

you cause i can see

you’re falling 

like leaves in an autumnal breeze