A Boy

I know a boy in a colorless world

Says I’m his light in all that is dark

And my mind is his … his to unfurl.

 

I had tried a thousand times

To turn him off

Mend this part of me …

What’s the cost?

 

When in his eyes … I’m found; and in his hands I’m so … so lost —

A mess for them — On my knees for them …

And I am His …

 

Dream-like discord – your desert of loneliness

My Heart, you’re the deepest blue

But in your arms I’ll lie…

When every song is you.

 

You speak to me in music,

The only words I need to know –

For in this Heaven I can’t undo

The way your darkness fills my glow.

 

Oh Love … Such sorrow

Much to repair,

Gentler the soul we need

With the greatest of care.

 

And is this real?

For all he says and does unblinking

Makes the better part of me

Slow to thinking…

 

Since such illusions are easily constructed

When listless — though wanton hearts

Have suffered — silently —

And played their parts.

 

This boy in my colorless world

No, he is not of my rhyme;

How his contradictions speak…

Constantly to my mind.

 

But, My Love, play upon my skin …

All the notes you see within

And, for you I will give it all —

To die beneath our sin.

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