Silhouettes

Two wet
Silhouettes
Splayed on the bedsheet
Crime of the century
Forever unkempt
Oh, the muscle memory
It must take to stay close to me
I’m a cloud when you come home to me
Tell me again
What’s the allure of inconsequential love?
I’m a fool for your pageantry
Tell me again
What’s the allure of inconsequential love?
Oh, the muscle memories
Continue to haunt me
Oh, the muscle memories
Continue to haunt me
Oh, the muscle memories
Continue to haunt me
I promise (The day will come)
As soon as the war ends
I’ll find you (Our denouement)
And we’ll break laws again
As civilians