Our Watch

Now the music is playing

on our watch.

.

Our timing is wired

and the energy

is lighting a new fire

in my life. The symmetry

feels alright.

.

The rhythm is a dance

between us tonight.

.

the mix is a beat we can feel.

.

Between bones,

senew, skeletons

and the escalating

passions

.

on this floor here, now.

.

In the accumulated

liquid in our bodies,

exists a truth

that must

.

come out.

.

The rage is leaving

the scene, pounding

out my heart, veins

and lungs. the trauma

.

of lost truth

is leaving

my dreams.

.

All the rules

now restraining

what I thought

was real

.

come undone. As his

neck feels so right

against

.

my body and collides

with the teachings

.

I've been taught.

.

Ideas I never

believed anyway.

.

Thirty nine years to truth

is too long but not soon enough

And is still a gift

.

god has given me

in this life

.

on this night

in this energy

in our space.

.

There is no sin

on my skin

.

there is only passion

in this truth.

.

There is only love

in these eyes

.

I will never

turn from

no matter the price.

.

no matter what it takes

no matter who tries

to take it,

I feel this now.

.

The music is playing

on our watch

between the both of us

.

and nothing

is owed to no one.