Love and Logic
You are a box without a key,
A dish without a recipe.
My words fail trying to explain;
You’re something that I can’t attain.
I fight the sun to keep it day;
I push the tide the other way;
I rearrange the stars above,
Yet simply cannot win your love.
Mathematics over chemistry;
I’m banking upon certainty.
My grasp on logic and control,
Has pushed me further from my goal.
The keys I play, the key I sing,
Could never unlock anything.
Not fists, not ears, and not your heart.
Forever we remain apart.
Copyright © Aaron Klimmek | Year Posted 2008
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