she was a today lover

she was a today lover,

a here lover,

a this is everything i have lover;

a now lover,

sure lover,

an, “are these the limits of your strength,

because if not hug me tighter,” lover.

she was a let’s go lover,

a when you’re ready lover,

an, “i will wait till the sun isn’t shine -

ing, just tell me that you’re mine,” lover.

he was a tomorrow lover

a there and then lover,

an, only if x, y, and z lover,

a future lover,

maybe lover,

an, “if we do, when and how

will we ever make it work?” lover.

he was a let’s see lover,

a give me time lover,

an, “if you are not here with me -

now, we will never be,” lover.

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so we swore up and down

like ani -

mated frowns; like

we were right, like

we were wrong

lovers, like

we had

nothing to prove

but our souls to lose, like

we were perfect

yet still stranger -

s, lover.

and somehow, i made

peace with doubt,

(and didn’t shape my mouth,

when she became

a then please don’t call

lover,

an i’m here now,

lover,

an, “i’ll kiss you til’ you feel,

but for gods sake,

just love me,”

lover),

-----

but not peace with eternity

never peace with tomorrow,

tomorrow lovers

are not lovers, and

if you, pebble

wake-ups at their windows

and woo meadows

from their singing,

(breathe),

spread blankets under stars

and hope to god

they hear your soul,

weep,

for theirs,

for mine,

because it’s pit -

falled

in the notional,

shadowy fictional

belief

that tomorrow is anything but

tomorrow,

with no more greater

significance.

all we know

of forever

looks like today

lover.

and i had to become,

audibly,

a forgive me

god,

lover,

to find everything i wanted

in her

today lover.

art

Automat

by

Edward Hopper

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