We are chasing suns
Going backwards into time
Facing forwards
I look into your very clear eyes
Those two brown lies
where truth lives still
the seat of your soul
empty as fairground chairs
a day past close
Sun set on what you have told me
don't worry
nobody knows
your stare alone told me
against the concrete wall
and with these two kisses
you are now
known
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