Beyond guilt and self-censure
let us meet in a zone
where our love outlives us
where our identities cease..
Though divided in life spaces
yet connected through entreaties
of longing souls.
The restless words
remain unspeakable
yet sneak softly unto the tongue
to come out as kisses
to caress and cure
the lacerations on our hearts
to whisper words of
a breathtakingly beautiful dream..
which can reinvent itself
again and again...
in our own private zone..
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