Coin Coin Chapter Five: In the Garden

we said
different rings
unbeknownst
predestined confessions
how prophetic
a caged dance
i have long been fascinated
enthralled not by her curious blend
no way chastened
but i never heard a sound so long
the promise
shake my bones
a(way) is not an option
for they do not know
others each
...ain't i. ...your mystery is our history