and my devotions outer crust
cracks…
we exist in the cracks
the in between times
in the 3:16s and the 11:54s
I hold you close, hold you near
the 9 to 5 is not for us, dear
we exist alone in the desert of my bed
with our fingers interlocked and my chin on your neck
with our fingers interlocked and your lips on my breast
with our fingers interlocked
we exist alone
there is no space for the world here
the world is a distant nightmare
and we are the dream