To the depths of one’s understanding,
can lay so shallow and rigid.
For we have been taught one way,
and never forgiven.
Feeling lost in our sense of selves,
we find meaning.
Straying far from our pack just
to stay alone in solitude.
You say you need all this noise
around you.
It wraps you up like a blanket
and fills the empty spaces.
I love the silence,
it gives me time to breath and expand.
It’ makes me feel less constricted,
it makes me feel like time is endless.
You do things that are deemed unforgivable,
in societies eyes. Yet you harm no one.
I am intrigued by your sense of freedom,
and you are intrigued by roots placed so deeply
down into the earth.
We are from two different worlds.
Like a modern Juliet and Juliet and I have
sipped from the devil’s cup and I have
bit the apple of Eve.
I touched the snake in the garden,
and went too far over the edge.
As the apple tasted more sweet,
the more it was forbidden.
It filled me with a feeling I have never felt,
and I have now somehow uprooted my roots,
and I am floating.
Wanting to touch the ground again,
but I can’t undo what has been done.
Can’t un-hear the unheard of.
I dance with the devil, and flirt with an uncertain reality.
Now again trapped between two worlds.
A foot in uncertainty, a foot in the door,
a foot in regret, a foot in intrigue.
Yet not sure where to turn, I plunge forward.
As lust and love no bounds.