Intertwined to be one,Together feeling the love
Or trying hard to suppress,Other by an oppress.
It may look beautiful,
And feel yonder wonderful
But maybe all that is fake,
That will bind you as frozen lake.
The shimmer of the body,
The visible glaze under hoody
Maybe the outpouring skin,
Crying for help with din.
The head held high either,To kiss or make wither
The keen eyes that may love,Or just make one more move.