how soon is now

there are lights that you let me see
a runway sparkling
some new part of you to adore

do i need eyes to see
do i need to see to be blinded
i have been inside
and i have not been without
it’s your walls i walk between
and your doors that i open

they are leading me the right way
they move my hands across your skin
like water and light
there is no friction only fantasy

and with fingers that dance to songs
that you have taught me
along your crests i make waves
and into the surf i will crash
at least a thousand times more

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