Clever

"what have you
done to your hair ?",
sometimes i think myself clever
by pointing out the obvious.
"i never thought
you'd come back here",
she lies through her grin;
she is genius
born of ice and gin.
i gave you a moment
to wander,
thinking i'd be
the horizon you chase,
then i came out to haunt your town
dressed in remorse
and moving with such haste.
always tonedeaf,
but dont our bodies
find the channels to communicate?
we create space
under time's burden,
claiming that its worth the wait,
but heartbeats wernt designed
to hesitate!
always tonedeaf,
but wont our bodies-
now dripping from surrender
find the channels to communicate?