Oblique Lines

Fri, 01/22/2016 - 23:28 -- pdowker

I don't want our love parallel

Never.

Ever.

Love that is parallel

Will surely fail

Love that's oblique

Will always prevail

 

It is like this:

Two perfect parallel lovers will always run right beside each other

Never crossing, never to touch

But with imperfect oblique lovers

They shall meet once more 

Meet at a centromere and be pulled into a tightly messy coil

 

I will forever pray for a love full of obliqueness

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