Stria

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Rebuking lines
Bent toward a spent path
Well-beaten
We grasped sovereignty
In soft, open palms

Side by side

Clasped in risk
Inset with uncertain sparkles
We spoke
Of things unsaid
With hushed, sideways smiles

Side by side

And, to the unsuspecting
A banner sewed of patchwork
We raised
With intrepid dreams
Against gale force life

Side by side

Drunk on hope
Of a distant vintage
We stood
Like newly birthed fawns
In an open field of predators

Side by side

Facing upward
Expressions unfolded
We were
Like flowers blooming
Flushed red with new warmth

Side by side

A bizarre spectacle
Of magic and mystery
We appeared
As practicing wizards
In a land of unlawful spells

Side by side

Drawing mobs
Pressed by presumption
We fell
Beneath the onslaught
Of small thought eyes

Side by side

But I prefer
The amenities of my liberty
In cells
Built to conceal
The possibilities of being

Side by side

Our hearts knit
May never beat in close proximity
Yet we are
Forever made of cords
Unbroken from despair

Side by side

Asking nothing
But the grace we engraved
Inside our skin
To heal our stripes
Disproportionate to our crimes

Side by side

And will be forever alive
If only at heart
Together
Recklessly unashamed
To have been

Side by side

When paths are drawn
Unbeaten before me
I vow
No fear to show
And on them we will go

Side by side

Taking your thought
And a love we all conceived
I know
The deepest magic comes
To those who walk

Side by side