Honest in Our intensity

I love

With simple lines

And you are drawn

To me

Painted in

Abstract Emotions

Backed into a corner

Of your mind

I didn’t mean to frighten

When I left

You could have followed

You can still ask

To have me back

Time means nothing

There is no lack

Love grows in silence

Distracted by erupting volcanos

In the mind

Of thought and patience

I never released you

(Though I swear to god I meant to)

We began the way ended

Pretending to be nonchalant

Polite

Contrite

Accepting of our placement

In (and out of) one another’s lives

I am not so easily fooled

By your serene exterior

I know you’re an earthquake

Simmering under the surface

Pretending to be unaffected

By the extent

Of this connection

But I am not

(Unaffected)

And you are not

Why be pretenders

When we descended

Into forms like these

To be

Tremendous

Honest

In

Our intensity

I meant to (but never) let you be

So why pretend

To be free of me

I’m there

In your mind

In your soul

In your being

Awake

Asleep

I’m the one

You are seeing

So why pretend

This vicious

So non-delicious

Calm.

Charity

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