Sunday, March 30, 2008

Sonnet Song Balance Beam

I will wish you into perfect shape
I’ve wanted for my selfish self alone
and banish all ideas incapable
of making you feel blissfully at home.

I know I am full of mere pipe dreams
that might never near connect,
but if not orchestrated for this theme
what is worthwhile to protect?

You say there is no wrong direction
just a million places we might fall off,
but if you give me your full attention
I would be for you, what is soft.

Come and on my shoulder lay your tension
let me make all pain you feel unmentioned.

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