And Maybe, Just Maybe
I’m scared you’d make me happy
that you’d make me smile at the thought.
That when I’m around you, you’d make me laugh
so hard that I’d forget all that’s wrong with the world.
That maybe, just maybe you love to see me joyful
you love to see me carefree
That maybe you want to run alongside me
Run through meadows and under the full moon
And take my hand because it’s cold and yours is warm
That maybe my monumental expectations intrigues you
And you are up for the challenge
I’m scared that I’d get addicted to your persona
That it’s as ambitious, playful and sincere as the day is young.
That maybe my path and yours have overlapped in this moment
And that maybe the entire universe foresaw and
conspired for our energies to collide
That somehow you’d begin my sentences
And educate me in esoteric ways
That perhaps it’s okay for the sky and the earth
to kiss one another
and have gratitude fill each night, each day
That in this matrix, you look at me
You read me, you see me
You know my soul
You know my truth
And maybe
Just maybe
It melts
You
Copyright © Shakeela Kingzley | Year Posted 2014
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