
So many sides to you |
Calm, collected |
Blissful, meditative |
Clarity could not be sexier |
As you paint the ideal day |
Then you stab me with silence |
No shadow, song or movement |
Feeling empty and unwanted |
Sinking feels like the only option |
But not just my body, dreams too |
And for this, I fight |
Keeping still, I search |
For your other side |
You taught me to listen |
To war against the No’s |
I tune in |
I sense possibilities |
I notice emotions |
I taste unspoken words |
Most of all, I hear my heart |
Beating music and breathing life |
I lay still |
Enjoying this present |
A gift not received by many |
Tears stream, a smile crinkles |
Clinging on, I carry on. |
Relaxing!
Thank you Ezee