With him there is no beginning nor any end,
always just a long overdrawn out middle
full of maybe's and conscious hesitations ---
fearing the claws of men's righteous institutions.
We're on a perpetual tightrope everyday you see,
keeping their many judgmental spotlights at bay,
we jumped in with no safety nets, no insurance policy
just a silent promise, and a mutual understanding,
to fall in together, to be dauntless, and someday be free.
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