Because I can't explain it if you can't see it now.
I wish I could hold your head in my hands and blow a breath
Of secrets
Into your soul
So you could see the way I see
And why I see it
I can't hand you the answer key when I only know
From fantasy
But it's the trust and the commitment and the soft
Gentleness inside,
The way I wake up and want to touch the
Promise
Around my neck
But you're looking at a shattered caricature of what this is
And I don't think I can fix it.
If you can't taste the freedom and relief from stress,
The not having to worry about what comes next,
The way the moonlight shivers down the flesh,
The hearts beating, caged, inside the breast-
I can't give you the gift of knowledge,
The eyes to see beyond the cover and into the depths
And I'm sorry that I can't explain what I want
What I need
What I have to have
But I passed the point you're at and found that,
Deep below,
It's the most beautiful thing
In
The world
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
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