She met him on a train or a bus or a plane.
No matter the time or place or space.
They met. That’s all that matters.
Just the same.
Even though she was otherwise entwined.
He couldn’t see what he wanted.
He was blind. Otherwise entwined.
Connected but still lonely.
Longing for days more defined.
There you are, there I am.
Otherwise entwined. The best rest nights are left to those who love so deeply.
Freedom is saved for those who pursue it.
Don’t give away your love so cheaply.
The night before is based on those that ensue it. Her smile was different in his mind’s eye.
The sort of look that jumps off a page.
The kind of face that contains his rage.
But he was otherwise entwined. His surly brow but gentle way
Was what she looked for every long lost day.
Her home was a wreck of love and mishaps.
Her soul was just a little more than trapped. Otherwise entwined.
All other feelings phony.
Their only hearts in decline.
There she is. Here is he.
Otherwise entwined. He couldn’t have planned it out like this.
Laid his life out like laundry on the line.
The tough stuff should line up in the middle.
But, love’s not something that should be a riddle. Otherwise entwined.
Connected but still lonely.
Longing for days more defined.
There you are, there I am.
Otherwise entwined.