You can define the colors
that surround me they bring
context for the things I do
so translate and analyze me.
My auroa it is calm, subdued
as I walk beaches in fading light
under a sad darkened moon.
I look to the sea for delight.
Its stare once gave me vigor,
now it makes me question all.
I have tried to solve my triggers,
come make me collapse to fall.
I was a lover akin to a friend
in a quickened love from pieces
of a soul brought together again
by a grin I think of again it eases.
Nature has beauty but you define
its meaning and give me purpose.
When alone I take a sip of wine
to bring peace up to the surface.
Inject yourself into my mind
with a passing smile I need
please see I am so damn blind;
life turned me a different breed.
I think not of carnal pleasures
as my thoughts drift about you.
We are birds of the same feathers,
raging weather we get through.
Let us fly in unison some flock
to become, under the yellow sun,
people who together can talk;
so I can worship you stunned.