It’s in-between
the words:, your lies
you strive to entertain
as truth.

It’s sitting in the space
across the table face
this magic that decides
on ‘’you and I.’’

There’s nothing can contain
I search it with my smile
lose it with the smudge of lust
that’s clogging up your eye

Don’t ask me to explain
this attitude of mine
that psyche can’t be bound
by mind

& love can’t be defined
& miracles can happen
worlds be overturned
by something so refined

I feel it in the space
that shroud you hide behind
yes something in – between
is calling out to me

just listen.