1. Prologue

I'll explain to you when dreams are dreams
when the wind weaves and weather dithers forever

I'll explain feelings seeping through ceilings
like echoes of ghosts whispering a toast:

to all ye men and women
who seize the day

I remember myself as a boy
as if it were a molotov movie
combusting on a Sunday screen

I watch myself in anticipation
knowing what will happen
enthralled to the unchanging plot

and I come to some brutal acceptance
that this impression is my self
narrating some representation of me

2. Subtext

I want to be loved
for the right reasons

3. Point

the semen of the season
a man creates with his body
twitching fibers not hardly
begun to be out done

he loves with all of his being
or not at all

4. Crescendo

the sadder the city that swallows
treads ground backwards tracing
undressed redresses raw and hallowed

into the maw
I dive between your legs
into the depths of your identity
that you toss against mine
in mighty waves

glistening wet incandescence
reflects light on the city below
making us glow brighter
in stark contrast

5. Counterpoint

I will exist in two parts
both of which you may grasp
with your nurturing fingers

I want to love
for the right reasons

so take it all in
with a breath of infinity
rolling past the hills
toward the ranging skies
and on to a blooming oblivion

6. Epilogue

I know it will be true
when you look at me in that way
where I feel myself
in how you see me with your eyes
while meeting yourself in mine