Lonesome Romantics

We meet briefly in the crowded doorway
before being separated within.

Our own sadness,
communal sorrow,
& longing for a connection
are represented by all of these lights 
that turn us into chameleons.

In the powder lines
we reintroduce ourselves as
displaced trust
&
disassociated love
&
together we dance to a song
we can barely decipher
before we collapse to the floor
confusing our dreams with desire.

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