Can the two be these tangos

Of their undesirable insanity

Tangle in this twisted cuddle

Of life’s unacceptable reality.

Those feelings of unsaid emotions

Bring down their muted togetherness

The lashes that open and close

To say least of heart’s wilderness.

Boom! I hear that, oh how I can feel

Imagination turns to reality and back

funny how we can hold in to hold on

miss the chance to put love on rack.

So can two be their real tangos?

To bring back their sanity

Or flow with their flow

To prove life their persistent vanity.

Or can tangos be the real two

coming together in their deepest blue

See the fruits of their labour

Turn to leaves that blooms new.