Encomium lighthouse
I want to praise you
A bolt of lightning
Gorgeously strikes asunder
Ghastly love in broken parts
Put back together
Am I having a failure
Depression of sorts?
Where is my brief moment
Of emotional shorts?
My excitement
My frisson
My passion is living
Anything for a weird life
If it means climbing
Up a fire escape to
Get to you
If it means
Sliding down a fifty foot pole
To rescue you
Is my brain now in twain
Am I going insane?
Is there any excuse that
Could help bring me closer
To the truth that is us
With my neck tilted back
Facing up
You will find that my eyes
Are on watch to be
Filled to the brim
With your loving cup
© GÄ
Poétique 