If I say something
You didn't expect to read
Will it make you uncomfortable?
As though driven winter winds chill
And sunny summer days swell
And in the heat we wish to be cold
In the frozeness of the iced over land
We desire only warmth

Or will you respect the unexpected?
Will you understand the limited chance
Being given as if by divine influence
To finally understand
To see through a different pair of eyes
To feel with another poets hands
To pump blood through a strangers heart
To share a soul

Where are you?
Only entering the heart of darkness,
Or gradually ascending
Into heaven
Demons and angels
This is more than reality