Impossible Love
As I look thru endless tunnels
Searching for something I cannot describe,
It becomes harder with cold attitudes and bigotries.
I feel I am on another planet
Or a leper with no lean.
When I go to someone,
I am the demon that exorcize.
Then there is you.
A siren displayed as an illusion.
For each encounter as beautiful as the last.
A flower, a bird
Precious in many ways.
Someone everyone seeks to find
But only the worthy shall grab.
Beauty only fitting as true masterpiece,
A sight for the eye and the mind.
But how do I hold these moments a little harder.
I see your pain.
A little bird tells me of your wants and fears.
She speaks your wisdom
And they scream as if they were on an alter.
I want to hold these moments,
To last forever,
To ease my burden and give me joy.
But to see that joy I must treat like fine china.
No, your body is as strong as your spirits,
But feelings are so fragile.
If I act like a wild, desperate hunter,
I risk damaging your kindness,
Making the next one’s quest ten times harder.
If I am too cautious,
Like a leaf you will be picked from the wind
Never to be seen again.
Your kindness must be handled like royalty.
For it is not, the prize I seek,
But a chance to earn it.
May you see my heart?
One who is truly pure?
One who see you not just as siren,
But as a gazelle yearning to run.
Bringing beauty to all.
It is not ride to hold down such freedom,
But to enjoy its grace forever.
Know my heart, thy graceful friend.
Copyright © John Henry Galas | Year Posted 2015
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