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Edvard Munch, The Woman and the Bear
"show me your face"
growls subside upon revelation
does your countenance veil mine?
I see beyond sight and temporality
still full of sorrow, though drawn in
indisputably realised in your embrace
no knowledge of how long I'd been adrift
but right here, now, I cling to you
I hold this moment with tenderness
the essence of everything I crave
to entrust myself to this gentle mercy
reflections of purity and grace, together
yet I'm unaltered, how could this be!
"change me" I plead in a thousand ways
"I don't wish to" you reply again and again
a curse of consciousness felt as abandonment
lost in the sorrow of perpetual self
I yearn to drift out of focus
wish to be without features
oblivion rejects me, I cannot forget myself
this waltz and spiral in time
unequivocally bound yet offset
form and substance always at odds
a guilt laden mismatch of wasted lives
layer by layer I seek to disappear
ashamed of my self pity and flaws
but forever in echoes, I was there
for one second of eternity, existing in your arms
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