Shaking like a train down its tracks
Contemplating two sides...
One a fantasy
One a reality.
Breaking down the barriers of fear
Lonliness through the crowds
Insecurities followed by depression
My unemotional mindset spiraling into a disaster.
Flipping the script to a sunlit view
...where the clouds drift smoothly...
...when I feel my pulse beat through my skins blush...
...when the stars gleam through my eyes...
Without an alternative.
Going back to sanity
Home, where I belong...

And if you see me
Lying on the floor
With blood flowing
Like a turbulent sea of
Tears I cried
All my life
Would you contemplate
The reason
Of my denial
Of this acceptance
Can you bring an end
To this mundane story of mine
By cutting of its wings
And setting it free
Would you read
My poems
After I'm gone
And find the reasons
Of my disapproval
Would you help me
In tying the rope
Around the mistakes
I did not make.

You are something newly discovered,
rare and beautiful to me.
You are my waking and sleeping thought,
and most of the ones in between.
You are a puzzle,
a question with answers undiscovered.
You are a song,
constantly rising on my lips,
You are a melody,
my heart aligns its rhythm to.
You are you,
and you are perfect for me.

If I was a mountain

That soared towards the sky,

With craggy snow caps

And stormy grey eyes-



Then you'd be the clouds

That swaddled my peak,

That silenced my thunder

When I tried to speak.



If I was the earth

The desert, in fact:

With arid dry soil

And mud, baked and cracked-



You'd be the rain

The downpour that soothed;

The balm to my bruises,

Relief to my wounds.



If I was the Moon

In the indigo night,

With stars as my blanket

And silver; my light-



Well you'd be the Sun

Just always behind

That lent me your glow

And caused me to shine.

A look shared by two people each wishing That the other will initiate something that both desire but that neither one wants to start.