Parallel Lines from Parallel Lines by The Duke And The Dauphin

You were my past
It started with you.
We watched clouds pass
And glass turn to blue.

Rigid and stark, conquered and grey
The spot in my eye where you still remain
Just kids in the dark misreading signs
Two parallel lines.

God of all weak people. People without a home
Thirty-five years from the steeple, yet never nearly alone

We built barricades, and castles of books
Meanings of space, familial looks
Awake just to dance, and fall back to bed
It’s more than romance, it’s each word you said
Clouds turned to ice, cast back to the fray
It’s no sacrifice, it seems we must stay
Unworried by time
Two parallel lines.

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