You’ve fallen perfect
composed in my sight
like a monumental piece of grain
a beautiful sage.
Perfect.
In my wicked greed, I want you to stay asleep.
From every direction I see,
every way I turn you,
you’re something I wanted, something I begged for
some day, some time,
down the line.
Perfect.
I can dazzle all the world’s love your way, but you won’t stay.
You’ll awake.
I know,
I know, that the thing that binds my sight
to you is your glorious flight.
Your wake.
You looking right through me
at something far,
somewhere I don’t belong.
I know.
I fear.
I feel.
It’s the only way.
So, my beauty, without me,
go sail away.
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