I open my door.
you open your mouth.
mine goes dry.
Startled to see each other so close,
both of us
out of our elements.
embodied
and lost
what choice is there but respect?
I open my door.
you open your mouth.
mine goes dry.
Startled to see each other so close,
both of us
out of our elements.
embodied
and lost
what choice is there but respect?