I need you, but how can it be if you are two,
if I only had one rose, who would I give it to?
Caught in a triangle of affection, without a compass of direction,
I am walking lost
with a divine absence of clarity for this awkward question.
Look into my eyes, and see the confusion that lies,
as the last thing I want to do
is to look into her soul and say to her my goodbyes.
To each iris a girl, with my heart in the middle, beating to figure out this riddle,
to the left is the longest and to the right
is the girl I’ve known, with the time passing just a little.
Just a little is the time it took, for my feelings to breathe the air of desire,
just a little is the distance, I take each day
to gain the courage, to walk those saddened steps of truth inspired.
Show me a sign, as I am a person in both minds,
in a place where I am blessed, to have them calling me both mine.
Yet I am stuck with emotions pouring out, under the darkest and deepest of clouds,
bound to beauty in the form of two, that I unwillingly found.
The finest of lines splits what is difficult to choose, as I am reluctant to lose,
one or the other for each other
so I fuse both, with my time and attach, the simplicity of selection to a noose.
Not one to disappoint, I played the game till time came to reach a point,
and followed myself in body and spirit
to allow my inner child, to feel the gift of a blissful joint.
So the day came where the fires of perfection, outlined figures of both frames,
standing with the wind hauling in expectation
I met both but immediately sensed as though, each as was not the same.
Suddenly like a shot from cupid’s arrow, I stood knowing the answer of tomorrow,
for who shall be my girl, as it was her all along
simple complications just arose from forced emotions borrowed.
To be continued.
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