For The Sake of Love
I’m on the surface, trying to search inside,
the ability to step through protective airs,
filaments and shields,
like an opaque shadow,
doesn’t quite reveal the other side,
yet my mind, my emotional barometer,
continues to trigger a sadness,
that piece I cannot define, yet I’m aware.
I feel her anxiety,
and when I try to wrap my world
around her need,
it is me enveloping her life to such a degree,
the suffocation begins,
there again, left alone on the side of the road,
the gravel grinds into my skin,
like being pulled against the weight of my own
fallible self serving, undeserving passion.
It all happened so quickly,
the desire, the love, the care,
the need to always provide a spectacular
notion of why this risk,
how far can we take our facade
to a level
continues to provide our freedom
with a need we so design
as being the beauty of our time.
In my sake, I will always want to find
a way to assure her,
to give you confidence,
there can be forever,
an easier end to love.