I want the middle
not the in-between
I want the ending
not the lucid dream
building our blue prints on desire
the answer will seem to be
a life of only me
caught in the middle while leapt from the brink
I felt myself slip into the sea
watching your eyes
knowing that I
might not want what you can give to me
and so you see
unlocking chests filled with history
I saw you there
writing in your diary
building our passions on desire
and the answer will seem to be
a life of only me
caught in the middle while leapt from the brink
I felt myself slip into the sea
watching your thighs, knowing that I
might not want what I can get for free
and so you see
my insides feel tired
and so you see
caught up in wires spun from me
and I will find you
wherever you may be
even if then
a million miles from me
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I'm thinking this song is about the selfishness of sexual love and how hard it can be to marry genuine caring and carnal pleasure. Maybe I'm way out, but the poem seems to have hope because the poet is aware and not giving up, even though there is a sense of hopelessness. I like this one. It makes me happy and sad. You can let me know if I'm off beam here. :)
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