Your fortress, a structure spectacular
built with blood and memories
of those who made you loathe yourself.
I was in awe of it for awhile
and then later, bored
with your need to be holed up
with historical demons
and antique canons ready for blasting
new suitors, me.
I know you love a sword fight as well
so come down swashbuckler
and show me what you’ve got.
I have only an open heart, sorry
a useless weapon I know
to bring to any game of love.
I’m going to love you anyway, so you can relax with your cliche game playing.
Anyway, does a game exist
when the other team decides to stop playing?
That’s me. I forfeit
until you surrender
your need for that tedious control.
All your defences seem a little silly
in the face of such truth
yes, I just want to love you.
You say “Can you love this?”
as you pull off your mask
like a modern day Scaramouche.
“Easy”, I say.
I love the flaw in all things,
the corner stone of a thing’s greatest strength.
No need to chase summits
to convince yourself that the world is yours
Love your weakness
and let it be your light out
of well trodden swamp lands.
When you acquiesce to the ordinary,
magic happens.
Don’t gather souvenirs to say who you are
where you have been
or what you’ve achieved
It’s just a declaration of fear.
When you hold onto nothing,
you have everything.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 8:39 AM UTC
Your fortress, a structure spectacular
built with blood and memories
of those who made you loathe yourself.
I was in awe of it for awhile
and then later, bored
with your need to be holed up
with historical demons
and antique canons ready for blasting
new suitors, me.
I know you love a sword fight as well
so come down swashbuckler
and show me what you’ve got.
I have only an open heart, sorry
a useless weapon I know
to bring to any game of love.
I’m going to love you anyway, so you can relax with your cliche game playing.
Anyway, does a game exist
when the other team decides to stop playing?
That’s me. I forfeit
until you surrender
your need for that tedious control.
All your defences seem a little silly
in the face of such truth
yes, I just want to love you.
You say “Can you love this?”
as you pull off your mask
like a modern day Scaramouche.
“Easy”, I say.
I love the flaw in all things,
the corner stone of a thing’s greatest strength.
No need to chase summits
to convince yourself that the world is yours
Love your weakness
and let it be your light out
of well trodden swamp lands.
When you acquiesce to the ordinary,
magic happens.
Don’t gather souvenirs to say who you are
where you have been
or what you’ve achieved
It’s just a declaration of fear.
When you hold onto nothing,
you have everything.
