User:Slyfordtrabbit/Cat and Rabbit

We don’t hold hands when we go into town.
Oh, no, Never that close
Always on opposite sides of the street
Always at eye’s length.
You smile

And I smile—

we’re smiling actors in a play

we didn’t want to perform.

But you and me are we
And these people can’t see
What it means to be
Really, truly free
Until
We
Meet.

Silence.
You brush my shoulder.
You smell like the jasmine perfume
I gave you for our anniversary.
Our eyes meet and
the world stops to stare.
Not today, you whisper, and we’re
Apart
Once more.