Friday, January 5, 2018

Rooster Redux

I wish you a dream as real as mine
So strong we could call it the same
And sense in the bread of each other’s minds
Something to share and to claim.

But all you can hear is my fear for you
How you can’t know the peace I can see
And none of my longing can ever get through
For the chains on your dream to break free.

There’s no you in me, as there is none in you
But there is how you feel, what you know,
And that is what love is, to enter that, true,
Without any vestige of shadow,

And if it is cracked, to wish for repair,
Knowing I can’t, knowing it’s damned
To want that, or to pass you like thunder
Even though that is what I am.

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