Tuesday, October 11, 2011

depth perception

my feet have seen forever
in the void, and clawing out
but my hands dont open palm
life is far more beautiful
from the inside, and you
my mystery beyond reason
at the peak of a vista
why do your eyes
stare down the void
how does your compassion
move mountains,
when the object is you
how can I hate you,
I dont even understand
the essential you

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