My mind spreads out all through my options
As a proliferating hunt for the slightest resolve
In a moments break of essential rhythm
That spacious span greater than time
That you cannot take on breath
As my lips captivate yours
So to free you on your life
I spin on a stretch of green instinctively
As a windmill
Only weak to the breeze that turns me
Although gathering my growth
By yes or by mess
To share in red and green
Or black and white
To share
All my needs don't take
And I feel it's selfless
Even misunderstood
Until I sacrifice assistance
To the sorrow of my soul
That all things missing in the world
Are found in one place I may never be
Now that I must hold back
Or stretch to go
If the wind should turn me around
I will share the simplest belief in you
In the rarity of similar purpose
In goodness
Within
And without intent
In the case they're my last communique
And in penitence
