I love you dearly
I truly do
But there is a darkness
In this heart of mine
It tells me
My love
Is not good enough

So yet,
I listen not to the voice
And give you all my love
However,
I will apologize
If it feels like I don't truly love you

Because you see
This love of mine
Is different from all the others

Can you feel me too,
As I think if you
all these miles away?

This lake sings to me
Saving me from the depths
Of the other waters before it

You sit over there
And state
Almost like you love me

Something in your eyes
My demise
Almost like you hate me

I want to say we're post-modern
Like in literature we're new styles
And we test the bounds of the rules

But we're not post-modern
There's one central idea to be denied
That is:

there is nothing left to be created

Maybe for literature that's tire
But not us, no
We create new love
Every day
And with each kiss

You sing like a bird
Out of key
And without purpose

This sunset will be your demise
I'll drown you in the reds
I'm going to hang you in the yellow
You'll suffocate with the purples
Both the blue of the sky
and of the waters
Will carry your soul safely on