Once was given a great gift of voice
To sing loud and be heard before many a thousand
But the crowds silenced me, as I preferred to sleep
And speak less with the world a burden

I am selfish I find
Asking for differently
As my own first motivation is the speech within me
It is what is, will be

You will fall in love with me soon,
Haziness will be in your thoughts.
You may then enjoy that swoon,
Sweetness will be in my plots.

You would love my expression,
Kindness is on top of my virtues.
You might not realize my real lies,
Strangeness lies in the truth of my life.

There might come an important time,
Truthfulness of mine will be so banal.
You might seek stability in your life,
With someone that has a better base.

Will you leave me alone then,
Or will you seek respite inside?
Will you forever faithfully be mine,
Or will you pursue infidelity outside?

Experiment with insignificant moments that come your way
Simplicity and magic often accompany each other
Do not be afraid of the enchantment
Be, just be....

Brian Hill - 2020 # 17