We lay in a state of utter exhaustion,
our bodies entwined in a relaxed embrace,
we communicate by touch & glance
the world stands motionless on its axis
We talk, it's often our only chance
too busy to inhale deeply & take in oxygen
we could listen to more Neil Diamond songs,
till the feeling ebbs away
Remember when we could sleep all day,
being fully occupied doing almost nothing,
responsibility is now too much with us,
let us try to be, forever in blue jeans
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