#1
C4C!

Love and theft,
Our two of the same.
One is coveting the other.
Who it be; the keeper
or thief?

Alongst the tracks,
Toes amongst broken glass
Heels pressed against bottle caps.
Hips concealed,
Of shrubbery and unmaintained grass.
Crooks and schemers hush,
As a cherry walks past.

Alongst the tracks,
Imagination wanders ten paces too fast.
The incoming whistles by,
A glimpse,
while you've rushed to catch anxiety's task.

Love and theft,
Our two of the same.
One is coveting the other.
Who it be; the keeper
or thief?

Pondering at the station,
Impatient stands the theorizer.
His philosophies?
While logical,
Lack the lust of true romance.

Weary eyed,
In their disguise
Of gray suits and maroon ties.
Grazing through the print,
Have they come to realize?
Journalism is all but deceased,
Their migration?
Overtaken tobacco plantations of the Southeast.

Love and theft,
Our two of the same.
One is coveting the other.
Who it be; the keeper
or thief?

As they walked into town,
Hand in hand
Discussing meanings of songs,
Ever so often
Inserting a quotation from the psalms.
The elders stared upon,
Knowing that the chase had begun.

With worn- out tools,
I'll begin the process to mend.
With a multitude of cherishables,
I'll begin the process of lend.
Does that make me,
The keeper
Or rather yet,
Am I the thief?
#2
I like it, is it meant to say "our" in the chorus, or is it meant to be "are"?

This would go straight over the general publics head, but it's very clever and makes use of a lot of terms which died out in the 1800's.

I'd be interested in hearing it put to music, it has some interesting rhyme schemes and I noticed a few rhymes within the lines as well.

Very clever.