Upon my pole no matter how far up it may go
I am destined to love you from a desolate place
On the other side of a seamless cloud
The image of you painted within my mind
The canvas remains blank tottering upon faith
Unfolded hands beckon without reward
With exception to peace in the words
Over the distances I must love you in darkness
Beyond the reaches of my fingers
Knowing that your love for me is the same
How we suffer for unknown reasons
Only known to eachother
Yet not shared lest we be spared
The connection in completion
That will never come to pass
In the energy we thrive and survive
On the outskirts of the grand city
Lest we wallow in our own pity
Moving on as we do knowing
That loves bonds cannot be broken
Within the strands of time
~Moses~
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved
