Box of Blue Crayons

Oh & Then This Happens…

What is my soul now that you have uncovered it?
Taking all time capsules and crushing them to oblivion
I believe you are the sign and the reason
The answer and the question of my woes
I do not know whence it came –but I am smothered with the delight
Of its misery
I thirst for the pain that I have endured to know that solely I love
You this deeply.
That no matter the distance and the tears…the nightmares and the fantasies
You long and pine for it too.
We are the victims of unbecoming circumstances
Trapped into a world so comforting and unafraid that we ourselves
Cannot face the truth of passion.
Of unconditional and wreckless love.
It intrigues me to know we are capable of even this slight phenomena
Of completing each other without explanation or care.