It was not nothing
In a world full of people who
rarely manage the bare minimum,
I reached out with passionate abandon
I said the thing in all the varied ways
that I knew (or know) to say it
You live the benefit of having
exactly what’s inside my mind
at all times
You see what our tomorrow holds
ahead of every other living soul,
and you fail to take it for granted
My, what unfathomable folly of luck
chaperones us both
The darkness is ever-present, yes,
but it no longer detracts from
what I know to be good about
our shared reality
That we share at all should be
hailed as miraculous
You are a saving grace,
and I rejoice in you above all others
Even when I sleep, you are a crowned queen
Goddess, I feel unfit to sit beside you
Nonetheless, I will stay by your side
And I will make of myself
more than I believed I could be
in hopes (in turn) of making you proud
of who’s next to you
Together, we could heal humanity;
that is the pleasurable rub of what
secret screams within my heart
So what say you?
Is it enough?
Am I… enough?
And are you ready for more
than the bare minimum
you’ve been awash in?
I do so wonder,
but (something tells me)
not for much longer
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