Touch and Go
there is no more, nor is there less
it's like Alice through the looking glass
I circumvented one of the rules
now off the table what left you unglued
back to the banter, the touch and go
an even keel back to what we know
teasing thoughts and passion screams
under the moon when you fall asleep
the monsoons pass and there's thunderless sky
moving from summer into cold winter nights
you get closer as you follow your dream
brushing past the valley with old memories
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