I love talking in circles, talking
In circles, love
Talking in circles with you.
With a slip of summer sun
In your hair, against your tongue
You glow like a god, made anew.
And it keeps the nouns spinning
And sends the verbs rolling
Far away, into the frayed Old Blue.
So, for now love, I’ll keep talking,
Oh love, I keep talking,
I’m always in circles with you.
For those that are living in circles