What do I do?
Am I me or am I you?
I adore you
But I cannot see you
And this life becomes a prison
Without your eyes as prisms
Lighting up the little rooms
The little rooms that life moves through…I’m going to be in trouble soon
Without this one who makes me swoon
I am wearing my own wounds
Singing like a flightless loon
I need your protection
I need your convection
You worry for me like family
I worry for you
Like love is trueI adore you
But I cannot see you
I implore you
But I cannot free you
Tell me where you walk today
My friend you’re just a walk away
And yet I don’t know how you sleep
Or if there are secrets that you keep
The mottled sky seems cruel today
These concrete walls are holding sway
If this world fails to make you smile
I’ll take you to the Arctic wild
No Expert But Of Himself—Just writing what I know, a bit of what I think I know, hopefully I help others know a bit more than they knew.