Us

Naked
With pride
Beneath the music

Let’s go then
Let’s fall upon
Our backs
Until the new blooms
Return
Or even later
And to hell with them

Let’s
And dance
And not move
Beneath the music
Your hands in my chest

Let’s
With the nightingales
That declare and admit
As they fly
And on branches rest
To place our nest

Let’s
Beneath the music
And the chain
That joins the clock
To the hours
Will break

Let’s …
So it seems
All say
There is nothing else to live
But this
What else!
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