Between

<br>we are not together here <br>though we lie entwined <br>to make room for the other presence <br>we both draw back in our minds <br>I have a prophecy <br>threatening to spill into words <br>this growing certainty <br>of Over <br><br>there once was a time I was sure of the bond <br>when my hands and my tongue and my thoughts were enough <br>we are the same but our lives move along <br>and the third one between replaces what once was love <br><br>freedom is being alone <br>I fear liberation <br>but something more alive than silence <br>swallows conversation <br>no pleasing drama <br>in subtle averted eyes <br>the swelling fermata <br>as the chord dies<br><br>there`s no denying we feel the third one <br>we do <br>I`m tired of hiding and so are you