It's hard to know when to leave
when to break free from the sensualizing ropes that pull us so close we never want to let go
like demigods, our glistening blindfolds of pleasure have been set up
lost in the space that blurs the lines of where we really are
and how expansive this has all become
the blissful opening of heart chakras that will never come undone
together we'll stand strong
find a place in between the smiling sun and winking comforts of the tempting stars
it's all just borrowed time
and when we realize it's the thread of who we really are,
we'll walk that fine line guided only by our hearts, certain our love will evolve

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