already nine months old
the trigger was pulled
and out we swam
aliens in an alien world
the breathing of air
food via the mouth
and we learned to cry
learned to laugh
and to see the world
through fresh eyes.

Sometimes it feels like a distant memory,
there is fog in its place.
But I see the plea in your eyes
and I try my hardest to remember.

Hanging off my every word,
and you use adjectives
that have not been subject to my ears
for ever such a long time.
Amazing.
The spark in your eyes flaring, wildly.
Excitedly.

You
Set me free,
From nightmares
And haunted sleep
Pulled me into your
Ever deep
It's
Ever never land
Up in the clouds
No sight of land
That's why I'm your
Number one fan.
Among the millions
I'm your one man.

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,

Love is simple.
          Either it is true. Or not.
Love is simple.
         Either you love somebody. Or not.
Love is simple.
         Either somebody loves you. Or not.
Love is simple.
         Either you feel it. Or not.
Love is simple.
          People not.