Bardic Pajamas
Seams slipping armor
Angles arking underneath
Just the right textiles
Be naked with me
In ways they can't comprehend
A space to our selves
Menu stitched into
The gentle fabric of love
Threading everywhere
Parsing Pajamas
'Til comfort is felt within
Symphony begins
Mutogenically
Establishing my own space
Within what is ours
All else can be yours
Well, there in fact it must be
The parting of ways
The joining of paths
We're watching from the sidelines
As light carries on
Metallic numbers
Are someone else's problem
Our work here is done
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