Let me see my Self in your nakedness
The willingness to give yourself to me freely
In this I see my weakness to take
I take in tenderness with a heavy hand and firm choke
This you ask for
I only take that which I find special
My mistake to say the honest words of human emotion
confusing, messy, honest but convoluted
The mix of what I say what I don’t say what I hear is the language of two hearts colliding
The landscape I paint for you is a colorful watercolor of bile
This is because my human heart knows only confusion
My soul knows better but how can this be clear if you don’t know the language
still…I try
In my attempt to connect
My attempt to bare
In my attempt to be human I leave a mess on your pale skin
This is utterly confusing
There is much to hide in calm and quiet
I can paint any picture on this canvas
I can fool myself that I am navigating this boat
A simple boat just for two
Some how has space for three
In my attempt to be my honest self
I accidentally become your mirror
It was not me that I was taking to the shore but you Navigating to the place you wish to see
All along I was speaking for many
Crucifying myself with words of another
Owning what belongs to us and the other you pulled in
To make this make sense I added another
Never Realizing your painting you never showed was more vivid than mine
Your attempt to ask for more scrambled me to change my image
This lesson I did learn of the strength of my human intuition
I am fine with leaving it all alone and settling on mud delusions
In wounding my heart, in mending my heart I know my Self better
What can I say but thank you
For letting this immortal soul get a taste of being human