We lock the gaze tightly upon each other
No others come near, no others come between
As you remain beside me, muted and studying

In beauty and radiant heat
I will write the words I want to hear you say
On a page torn from my diary
I'll hand you the sacred text
And wait for you to place it
Across the hole in my heart
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Smoothing the edges from the center
Affixing it in place with sugar, water and saliva
I want you to read these words to me every day

And this is where the thought resides
Stuck upon my heart on the outside
I am speechless in your beauty
You are flawless in my eyes
As your eyes show my reflection

I try to ignore the decay
Listen harder to the tone
The pitch of your broad chest
As it exhales into mine

Old highs new lows
Ain't that how life goes?