
There and Back
Voices like dueling pianos
Out of tune but never letting up
High notes cringe like each hand hold
Text message laced with forgetting trust
Replacing lust with the rhythms of dish washing
She hugs and kisses then rejects all his offerings
Crescendo with him holding her close
One whispered word hits them hard
Like the lowest note bass chord
Eyes lock now both in awe
-OA
