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Aug 2021
Maybe I'm crazy or maybe that's just the way the world sees romantics now
insanity has been defined as doing the same thing over and over expecting different results
so by definition they're not wrong
cause I've been writing poems singing songs and hoping someday to belong
to you

I've bought the flowers worn the suits tended trees that bore no fruit went to dinner caught a show cared for them when they were low
loved through sickness built through health helped them gain and grow their wealth charmed the mothers met the dads kept pace with each of their new fads went on adventures had calm nights in I put myself out on a limb all this effort to no avail
like a ship at sea

without a sail

but then you
you the effortless change of pace
the peace joy and giddy excitement rolling in gentle waves with insurmountable force hidden in the soft curves losing my nerve this is absurd

its been a month

but then you
you with the guide book to my soul leading tours through with answers to questions I didn't know I had driving me mad with the keys you hold to the secret doors into my very being

its been a month

but then you
you who breaks all the rules and tools carefully constructed out of the heartbreaks soul aches lost fates and burdened weights to keep me safe locked away from the pain and shame of another mistake

its been a month

but then you
you who ignites passions and fires deeper desires call me a liar this girl has me wired I'm not feeling tired

but

all I wanna do is go to bed
cause I know when I lay my head I'm just one night away from one closer day baby please stay "I love you" ok but I'm not sure I can say

I cant do this again

I am not as strong as the dragon you call me
these cavern walls in my mountain lair are cracked and worn my scales are torn my battered form has one good flight left in me

the last hurray of an ancient soul in a young mans body

so I take flight through the night stars in your eyes and leave behind the safety of my treasures and gold to give all that's left of my heart to hold
so now darlin'
you have me

its been a month
Sawyer Gowans
Written by
Sawyer Gowans  28/M/Earth
(28/M/Earth)   
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