coat from herdbound by bit depth

in which two deer embrace


if i could say the words
and make it all for real
would it make the wind more soft,
change the way your burning fire feels?

if i could say the words
that make it known for good
would it be a waste of breath,
explicitly what we both understood?

but in a world of white
your coat is mine overnight

if i could find the words
to call the angels over us
halos, oh so round and bright,
the only other witness to our love

we’ll put aside the words
race through the hidden streets
hooves will fly like birds in fright
we notice that there's no more ground beneath

but in a world of white
my coat is yours overnight

but in a world of white
this coat

with my head to your heart
head to your heart
as beats slow down to seconds apart
i never speak

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