Like we welter a storm
Or do we weather it?
You can’t love me
In the same way
That I love you
But it feels like
You do
When I’m with you
Loving so much that
It questions the ability
To be loved that’s the
Headache of the fall
Jack and Jill went
Up the hill to fetch a
Pail of love
I don’t think that’s how
The nursery rhyme goes
But we all end up tumbling
Down the hill somehow
Or another
Never had a love that
Held me like
“It’s gonna be alright.”
I’m good at that
I’ll fix you up
I need very little
In spite of it all
Just to look you
In the eyes
To know your love
Wake up with it
Everyday you can
Be sure to have
My everything
Even when the real world
Crashes in
Every morning it’s a sin
To be without you
Even in the fantasy
I know that no reality
Holds a place for
You and me
Scavengers of love
On the hunt
Lone wolves
Lazy thumbs
Let the sun stay behind the clouds
Just for today as I dream
Of our future unattainable love
© GÄ
Poétique 