The longer I wait
The less I believe those benevolent words,
Is this a test?
Sorry I’m not as structured as the rest,
I live concealed,
I hide the best I can,
if you don’t chase me, I won’t return,
it’s not to say I don’t feel the same,
as if my effort weren’t little enough,
you were on an elevated level,
so why should I try,
if I’ve never been good enough to suit you,
you may say a modest otherwise,
but you can’t view this through my eyes,
Do I deserve the elated state I disguise?
Can’t you see I’m separating?
My decadence released,
I’m struggling, but what for?
Neurotic illusions,
Only demise can arise when perfection is present,
I doubt the trust you lay before me,
If you cared that much would I know it?
I feel ashamed burning time much too quickly,
your euphoric eminence inculcates,
how could I learn to erase your essence.

the art is in his voice,
where he sings so gracefully,
folds me in sweetly,
and I stand capsized,
drawn into his world,
where it is only I and the sound,
all distractions cease,
I follow with an eager heart,
all directions commanded,
like a sleepwalker inside a utopian dream,
trapped but I never want to leave,
new tattooed part of me,
I am his addition,
the darkness has faded,
flood of brilliant light,
his wisdom and elegance,
a match for me to make,
while they fall apart, he falls together,
his beautiful transition,
in the wake of my eyes,
skin i'll never touch,
absence of flaw in his design,
the radiance I feel.