he denied his past
she denied her self
he spoke about his money
she spoke about her rallies
he wondered lone at night
to think the day
ahead may never come to air
she wondered sole at night what to wear
makeup hair chignons
in styles they ware
he walked about the there
arranging flower sets
to buds it's simple nests
she walked about the wheres
showing to please the Lares
the ladies sirs when can
he tiptoed cyber steps
away to climb somewhere
closer to stars midnight
she tiptoed feather steps
away to seek hope where
the skies were more to stars
both lounged upon the earth
pondering how to bare
each to everyone a care
nothing too close was theirs