And it all came crashing downÂ
At the speed of soundÂ
My house of cards like glassÂ
Clashed against realities bare floorÂ
I implore again,Â
What is love?Â
Only in destruction do I seeÂ
What I've constructed from expectationsÂ
Facing the rubble of broken dreamsÂ
It seems I'm too idealÂ
Lucid I spill wonder, again.Â
Why is my normal so normative?Â
Am I constantly trying to cram infinity in finite space?
Is this just displaced existence?Â
Or am I a mammoth among men?Â
What if I'm just dust in the wind on a galaxy far removed?Â
But I know it's less about meÂ
And it's more about loveÂ
And what it will make of me.Â
Mistakenly...Â
Or so graciously I've been here beforeÂ
And I fear I'll be here againÂ
For no fruit taste sweet unless it's labored through the dirt
Exposed to the light, pain brings life
All seeds break in the dark.Â
So,Â
Maybe we need this conflict to spark alight our forested love
Burn away the overgrown and dead,Â
Cultivate a newness,Â
So let it burn…?Â
Let her turn her back as I reactÂ
The frustrated pragmatist once againÂ
The illogical grin because I don't get herÂ
She's from Venus
I'm from MarsÂ
We're stars apartÂ
But I've made her my moonÂ
I swoon over that crooked smileÂ
That wild sense of humorÂ
Her oversized eyesÂ
In resolve I lie next to herÂ
Staring into infinite space behind the irisÂ
The pulse of eyelids like butterfly wingsÂ
And I'm mesmerized againÂ
A soft kiss and I forget what made me
Illogical
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