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Longing for your every movement

I spin out of control

I wish to find what this life should hold

struggling with the openness

which birthed our strength as one

It’s like the only fortune I can’t resist

Will I then be at the jaws of my creations?

Will I lie in the fields which I have planted?

Will I succumb to the poison that I cast?

only to find that it swallows my being?

I have victoriously pulled myself from the chasm

To breathe the fresh air of love anew

but to my own dismay I’ve belayed myself to the rocks

for fear that I may never find my foothold again

We’ll never see this.

I know I want you

I know I need you.

Come and take it.

We’ll never see this through

I do not doubt thee, it’s the sick chaos

outside of all control that’s feeding me

It’s all that I fear

I wish not to portray your unmistakable beauty

as a masquerade of terror.

But I did it again.

My own distress will be my own undoing.