Arm in arm

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we walked tonight, flowing light through the dark,
our feet fast on the white.
You showed me your tongue, I recalled a song
and everything was all.
7 cents for a word, that we'll never pronounce
that's the deal we agreed
at every beginning at a each new end.
I do not know what is in you that opens and close
nothing, not even the rain, has so small hands.