upon
a wish looking at remarkability, we locate the best in ourselves. so abroad
with admiration, a need for rhinestones, while I give more to a dream. so
ashamed of that, sweet taboo in us, we learn to outwit our sentiments. woven
into you, too afar to ache you, where it comes to reflecting you. we might
speak of love. we might say something profound. while uncertain of the love we
cherish. two grow into each other, our hearts have music, we know when anxiety
hits. we share rhapsodies we become maddened poets we write hundreds of
pages—some memoir some electric clouds a bit unclear of how you arrived. I
massage a scarf, I smell its scent, it’s been a long time. I write but can’t
disappear, for too much is required. so endless some time capsule a bit of
social rust. icy fire warm ballads our intricate angst. the storm is quiet it
gets louder, where minds become seas. a fair battle in a fairer land while we
beg to differ.
if
told the best in love the ethic in passion, would it matter more? by moral to
need flowers by petals to recount honeydew so alert to music. a saga for chills
a wake for mother a person alive enough to see me. a wild big heart, pure
receptivity, while moments are impossible. so conditioned so much energy while
backdrops show concern. serious charisma sudden meaning while moments ensure a
lifeline. we seldom say our thoughts, so much contradiction, while saying our
thoughts.
to
outwit myself to become solid anxiety with measures too keen to acknowledge. to
weave or wax eloquence. to reknit sophistication. or too aware to make it
perfect. so much patchwork such a raggedy outfit so long in a cedarchest. a
floor model mirror but have I seen you, only if you see you.
I’ll
never be first pick, it happens in skies, a person must mean something to self.
irrevocable keys or songs on piano or souls at penchants. but keep loving us or
dine at Deny’s or partake of the buffet downstairs.
