Falling in love with
The outsides of people
Realizing you’re molding
The insides and then
Maybe not forever on earth
Maybe just for a shaping
In a short time
Until they move on from you
Why fall in love with
People that cannot
Fall in love with you?
Romance is precious
Intimacy the thing we
All wonder if truly
Exists we ask ourselves
If it’s real and we see others
Who seem to be
Experiencing what we
Aren’t sure how to
Find digging a hole
In the backyard or
Scratching through the
Concrete on the sidewalk
Just to get down
To the crust of the earth
Maybe the heart of things
Drum the drum
Make the sound that
Beats for some that
Know the calling of
True love for this
Is that time
Woody cracks
Sacred snaps
Pdum pdum
Ratatat bom
Bom bom
My heart calls
From the core
Of the earth
To the ones
Who hear a same
Recalling of sweetness
© GÄ
Poétique 