By a kitten's innocence,
A boy was fascinated.
"She hasn't met the world,"
The boy said.

"Have you met the world?"
Asked his brother.
"I know of killers and thieves,"
Was the boy's answer.

Not of sights, adventures,
Of love, life and its secrets.
By the world's cruelty,
A boy was disenchanted.

Living and dying, I am
Giving and loving are you
Can't feel my arms or my hands
My heart is paralyzed too

Walked the walk, I know I ran
Hopelessly helpful are you
I'd like to say, if I even can,
Without you, I'll be blue

Typical to make a joke
You laugh without suspense
What have I done to be treated so?
Long series of events

Take me with you in your heart
Take me or I'll cry
I'll take you, you can't change that part
You need not wonder why

Please believe me, please believe me
I love you, it can't hide
A road without a single tree
Is embraced by the sky

Make some noise, don't hesitate
You can't go on like this
Whatever you do, whatever your fate
Ignorance of hate can be your bliss

Love yourself for what you are
Not for what you say
If you are wrong, you'll still go far
If you make it wrong in the right way

I'm just so lost, you must now see
Oxygen in my veins
I feel this love, it's meant to be
It's loosened its restrain

I was touched when I loved to hear
Some Enchanted Evening
It gave me patience, took my fear
And brought me back my feeling

If you suppress this love of yours
You've succumbed to this life
Look not to mirrors, not to drawers
Look at what's pointed to by the knife

Within yourself, I hope you'll find
This love, this hard edged thing
It can't be helped, but to be kind
Your true self you must bring

If ever I experienced
Love at first sight
It happened here, it happens now
When I imagine you tonight

Sight isn't only optical
Sight isn't what I see
My sight looks beyond you facade
My sight sees you through me

I'm sorry if at any time
I left your path astray
I'm sorry if it was a crime
To know I could, but turn away

From loving and taking I can't part
It's more than ever true
I found you all within my heart
I have some words for you. Don't wait

You
        may
               be
                    in
                       my
                             dreams,
                                          but
                                                you
                                                      are
                                                            not
                                                                  of
                                                                      them.

I ponder, perhaps too much, of how I've lost my touch. I wonder if, in my delusion, it was just a dreamed haven. Somewhere in the hours of meditation, someway I've lost my salvation. My thoughts are trapped and closed like a man-lake is cement opposed, like soaring eagles discover they are just gifted wren actors, or the chlorine stinging your eyes is the spray of ocean waves crying. I feel like a snuffed candle trying to burn, a cloud wisp trying to rain, a parched rose trying to flourish, a winter breeze trying to warm your fingers. Suddenly I feel a kith with the discarded plastic bottles littering my beach, for, like them, I am searching for a purpose out of reach: the woes of a cursed wordsmith.