sparring with love

we’re wasted and wandering
pondering and reflecting
rejecting our reflections
for collections of sputtering
collaborations, fluttering
celebrations, shifting
from persona to person to another
person to persona
personally, I take this
kiss that you slip
over my lips
skip into
a dipped one-two
that kicks right through the day
I’m coping and hoping
your day is better than nice
free of all the temptations
that we swear off
every morning

we’re tested and trying
flying and frying
high-fiving blue sky
ducking and diving
thriving and striving
through daylight and nightlife back to
another round of daylight
on waking I take this
kiss that slides along my lips
glide into
a snide one-two that
hooks right through the day
we’re creeping and leaping
up into the cool light
free of all the temptations
that we indulge in
every evening