I said I was done
In my dreams to you
It took everything
In me to get it out
I yelled
But I barely had any
Voice left to express
A chord less shout
Still I heard myself say
Let whatever
Makes you dark and dull
Be gone
Even if people criticize you
And say that you are wrong
Right
I was right about you
Perhaps you were wrong about me
We cannot love
What we resent
How many pieces
Can I fall apart into
Enough to love you with my dear
How many teachings
Can I open my mind to
Enough to grow with you my dear
Why do we have to
Pull away to be seen?
What does the word
Comparison mean
To you?
There is something
About the way
That you look
At me
With such beauty
And intensity
It makes me want to
say my words differently
To you-
Why does it seem
That all the upset
Is just useless
Bootless is the journey
Walked in barren dreams
It’s fruitless to be
Futile when we can be
Complete
© GÄ
Poétique 