Bifurcation

[LorettaYoung]

On this night I sit
in the back alley of dreams, of two-some minds
in mid-spring bloom - right now
when we none of us can fail or care
to know the future.
I knew your face before, it sang
beneath the shades of unsung trees
etched on my life line –
eyes for embers and mouth for mirror
covered with black velvet.
I started like a bird this night, a cooling drift
across my midriff; and all that was,
was fair, we've come
full circle.

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Hi, I'm a newbie so what do I know. I find it difficult to read the poem, i really find a lack of flow and sound. A few of the words I find difficult are "two-some minds", unsung trees, why, a "mouth for mirror", and "black velvet".