I see him walk past,
I expect he sees me too.
He doesn't,
He doesn't care.
I wonder,
Why?
Why must what we had be so different?
......
“Only kiss me on my forehead,
if you're trying to make me yours."
A gentle sterness in your voice.
A soft command that echoes.
Is it a dare or a boundary?
I still can't decide.
And now here you are, wrappen in nights emrace.
As I see myself leaning in.
......
I
Between Juliet and me
Devotion thrived . . .
We stayed all day and all night
In dark, hidden places, picking watercress for the moon
Together we lived, Juliet and I,
Among worm woods
Friendly gardens
Doing silly things,
......
Tucked away in the corner,
in the slowed-down dead of night,
the lovers cuddle closer
away from any light
His arms wrapped round her waist
so steady and so slow
The embrace is filled with so much love
Love that only these two know
......
When the sun goes down
And my shadow will leave my side
I will be alone in the dark just like a blind
Would you not calm my mind?
When the mud goes thick
And the path goes hard
When my legs will swell
And I will fall apart
I will look for your hand I will wait for your sound
Would you not calm my mind?
......
I see him walk past,
I expect he sees me too.
He doesn't,
He doesn't care.
I wonder,
Why?
Why must what we had be so different?
......
she must be whom everyone wanted
they cry in front of her
, begging
their knees bleeding
through pleading
from something they knew
they cannot get
grey clouds fits the tears they all left
in the middle of the dance floor
......
I
Between Juliet and me
Devotion thrived . . .
We stayed all day and all night
In dark, hidden places, picking watercress for the moon
Together we lived, Juliet and I,
Among worm woods
Friendly gardens
Doing silly things,
......
I would like to be remembered for something I don't remember
For something so innate to me that it blended seamlessly
Stitching that which my soul could not distinguish from the Universe
And my Loves thought universal… and unique
Something ineffable at the tip of your tongue
I would like to be remembered… by You
To err is human -
According to my wife I
must be Superman.