We
must be careful to comfort love. We must exhaust love, this tenuous propane.
I
found us distant, as dying through life, this forbidden dream; somewhat
captured, to travel a vision, our names so imperfectly. Our root was weary,
that weary of watching, those subtle features. You knew your mirror, for
wrestled at an early age, stressed by depression; this heavenly glow, permeated
with paradox, desperate not to utter, Oxymoron.
We died with friends, this feeling alone, unable to grapple nuance; this
fiery fortune, fevered as forever, frantic to outlive such grief; wherewith,
are happy times, a partner to perish, peaking at moments unforeseen;—so I found
us distant, these walks of life, as born incompatible; for who dies to live, to
attach an outcast, despite a myriad of letters; where woman differs, to change
in an instance, gripping to power. It’s our short goodbye, our miniature
dreams, our petit hellos; as treated with disdain, to love much for more, as
needing approval. Its mystery this pain, an uncultured error, filled with
cultivation. This movie is dancing, as paved in insecurities, too distant to
pitch a crumb. I’m something different, a bit displeased, wrestling with
dissatisfaction; wherewith, are values, this inner theologian, this
far-reaching ethicist—to have come so far, as rooted in conflicts, able to love
your essence; but never a dream, as to caress a tear, as to comfort a wound;
but ever a dream, for light holds on, when storms shatter shelters; for this is
love, to crawl through walls, where our reward is never. I perish your eyes, so
deeply insightful, pushing us towards healing; I perish your frown, as one
unworthy—to buff your satchel; where a bulb is beaming, filled with haunting,
as we journey so quietly; this welt of wars, as found so distant, where it must
be; for love ruins love, our mercy for souls, to disenchant every inclination;
as to fathom life, this palm of a child, needy as needs for love; wherewith, is
time, to muse such features, this visit from depression; as mania forms,
embedded in souls, herewith, a legacy.
