It's an internal battle
One of heart and soul
A complex liberation
Of wisdom and spirituality
Lust in insatiability
Spontaneous, chaotic
I may never understand
Love through thought
Rather than touch
Of wit, rather physical
To love the nature of it all
But yet, hold spaces
Never too distant
Stand isle, hands extended
Embracing every moment. Together.
Never understanding it all
But venture on
Her emotional isolation
My physical deprivation
Together painfully beautiful
Change is impractical
So hold long, hold fast
For love can withstand
Among the aides of tides
Of wretched waters
Our ship of pure divine
Can cast astray
Upon those lonely ocean shores
Through trust and understanding
Could stand the test of time
