rock and stroll

"You said that you believed in me
And would burn for your beliefs
I watched you burn
Burn for me"

-rainer maria

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i like the way we walk next to each other

of the hundred things, i choose this one. 

whether i'm goose bumped from a too-damn-cold may

or may(be) we are barely swiping backs of hands as our arms swing

either way, on any day, when our feet are talking the rest of me bounces a little more

and almost always we saunter to different rhythms and strides

but it causes little strife

so i find myself walking turned to the side with you

like story telling to children by children

we stop to act things out 

or for you to practice your balance beam act on flower bed curbs

its where we talk the most 

its where i let go the most

its where we discover the most, i think. 

and its where i see you the most

backlit by a sun setting and the night air turning your skin darker blue

stepping next to you is simple. 

its a skipping waltzing

or fumbling for thoughts like a kid thumbing through his pockets for little toys

every time we touch the littlest

its simple

its something

its walking

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"I could have set you free
But I watched you burn

I could have set you free"