though the hard black line is drawn,
my heart and soul simply ignores it.
all the wise and light in the universe
does no good for me.
a fool is a fool,
even a wise fool
when in love.
and the ***** **** dust
that glistens in our eyes
is so thick
you can never see
through it.
I wish it was that.
but it isn't.
its love.
pure and selfless.
and it craves the darkness
because it wants so much
to balance everything
into one perfect shade of gray
where all things
are ephemerally constant
and nothing but the motion of love
sustains.
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 7:51 PM UTC
though the hard black line is drawn,
my heart and soul simply ignores it.
all the wise and light in the universe
does no good for me.
a fool is a fool,
even a wise fool
when in love.
and the ***** **** dust
that glistens in our eyes
is so thick
you can never see
through it.
I wish it was that.
but it isn't.
its love.
pure and selfless.
and it craves the darkness
because it wants so much
to balance everything
into one perfect shade of gray
where all things
are ephemerally constant
and nothing but the motion of love
sustains.
