A forgotten conversation arises,
each time I see you.
I run away, afraid,
you will see me,
worse, see through me...

You gaze
Beyond what I dare to reveal.
You know I am broken
You know how to fix me.
You and I
make no sense together.
A lock and a key
never stay together.
Yet useless alone...
       But You,

You always be my lock.
Don't be a candle
that attracts many moths.
Just be the lock
to the key that I am.

The chaos in my mind
is where I find peace.
Everything within peaceful...
Outside only noise...

Since I am still wandering
a sign... I have not
Found you...
You come
And I will get lost
Forever...

I taste You in the
meal of the lion
that eats no grass
having tasted blood.

I hear You in the
silence of the noise
of the wrong chord
i often hit.

I see you in the
dark of a moonless night
and follow the fire flies
that You are.

Everyone meets You everyday
But yet know not,
so close and yet so far away.

Looking upward to find You
is an exercise for the neck.
            
                You are the animate
                 You are the inanimate,
                  You simply are...

Somewhere, that is
not a 'where' one day
I will find You...

Somehow, without
a 'how' one day
I will know You...

Someplace, that is
not a 'place' one day
I will live with You...