mango mandarin marvelous

Mmm. The times we spend murmuring
secret languages to each other between
softly parted lips,
all the while forgetting
where we place our hearing parts,
where we place our beating parts,
where we place our heating hearts.....
lying smoky curled laughter
lined with alabaster shrapnel shards
a forgotten lover seeking cover
where did you go?
where did i go?
while we glanced around corners
(but never behind our shoulders)
staring up at the sky,
saying,
"This will never be us again!"
when did we stop seeing?
and the night's twinkling, loving look
seeps soft guilt between my teeth
could we have told time?
i could laugh forever,
i could lie forever,
but those shoulder-glances
and moon-dances
will never suit.
could the velvet sky embrace me?
could i hide in its folds,
forever kept behind the moon?