2024-08-08

As I stare at the blank page, I can’t feel the words I need to say. My woman, I need to find the most powerful and unsaid words in existence, so that I can justify binding my love to you.

But, how can I do this without damaging your delicately placed and wondrously graceful intricacies.

I sit beside you, but I don’t know how to give you your world back.

I want to caress you skin like the gentle waves caress the shore, yet I know I have not earned it.

My mind explodes with energies creating universes inside my head when I urge to brush the hair from your face with the backs of my fingers.

To me you can only be an intergalactic cosmic being, but I don’t know which image of you is the real image of you from one split by the atom second to the next. Or which one I should run to today.

I am a broken man, with too much love around me to even understand what overcome means.

The only freedom that I have is following the instinct of my gut, even though it has lead me astray on countless occasions.

And the feeling of me hurting you terrifies me, so can you please tell me what do I do?

Until I know, I will stay perfectly still, and follow the direction I am heading; to your choice of which oblivion. And I will be happy in doing so.