Thursday, April 28, 2011

Why?


I'm wanting your delightful insightfulness, but my mind needs to be put at rest,
for I am no longer attached to your presence, I now have my own independent sense,
No longer stuck in a rats next, I am able to move and progress,
I care for you but the timing is scattered, I am no longer a mad hatter,
Your touch is not only mine but the moon and the earth, and every other being that its worth
And if every star could explain the care and contention I feel for thee,
then they would then be able to shine and see, for letting you and I just be.

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