Let’s take our holiday
beneath the sheets.
Break the chains of all
restraints.
No good mornings,
no good nights.
We’ll move to the rhythm of
a private beat.
Twenty four hours,
we’ll set the goal.
The lake will flood
but the levee won’t break.
A bullet proof
encounter,
that’ll last for a day.
'Ferris' Wheels and
Roller Coaster rides.
A carnival event.
It won't matter if
it's day or night.
Again
and
again
until
we
get
it
right.
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Lyrical indeed, replete with clever imagery. Great ending, tho' the end isn't the point!