our minds make paths into mazes

with mesmerized minds
on symmetrical eyes and stars aligned
we'll inevitably find love's signs
to be curved lines and slow shallow sighs

with mindless meditations
on scripted souls and sexy situations
romance rests on the written manipulations
of broken boys' and girls' imaginations

with long, fascinated gazes
at fashionably framed lays and faces
our minds make the paths into mazes
and though we walk together...

...we end in separate places