Justin Tang - Turn

the puzzle of my life
turns its faces to me in its rubix cube rotations
and i turn my moods to it.
don't we all have different faces?
not necessarily fake,
but just different

and the one i love
her and her moods
different colors
different fashions
compassions
tazmanian devils rustling through her
circulatory system
speedy gonzales bouncing through her mind
and most of my faces love most of hers
our whites and our reds

when her eyes turn green
i want her
when she gives me a red signal
i want to run it
but when her eyes turn yellow
we have to slow down

most of her phases love most of mine
thus we live and we swear by the moon
'the inconstant moon'
that sees our dance in its
pale moon light

and most of her faces love most of mine
most of my faces want to kiss all over her
and it would take a genius to solve
the ancient puzzle of love
what makes us tick and click
what brings us together
and how when we match, we become
something else
another mystery and
i wouldn't have it any other way

Justin Tang

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