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mind bending is an art form
...not for the faint of self control
but, don't look now
you'll see a man crying,
dying of a broken heart
shooting stars, blazing guns
star pilot, badly stunned
slumped behind the wheel
careening thoughts
slowly spin in lazy circles
gaining momentum as it's fading arc
goes flat into a deadly spiral
falling swiftly while aflame
departing from it's decaying orbit
as it gains velocity
ready to crash and burn
if no miracles occur
and nothing comes
to correct
this sad course
of events
was i shot down
by mistake
or were your guns
sighted with intense hate
happy trigger fingers
dripping blood
yearning to
do me
dirty,
because you were hurt
and you just could'nt wait
for explanations or excuses
you were done listening
to the words of a man
you never seemed
to understand
aiming true...
and you seem to say
you must do
what must be done
an honor killing?
your reputation was
written in stone
your cradle
could not be rocked by anyone
who would ever just kiss and walk away
you were taking iou's from no one
seeking to find the target, i
were you really set to kill
or by some mistake
were you doing
practice runs
and drills
just for thrills
and your gunsights
were so badly in need
to be retooled, realigned
you never took the time
to read the signs
and put the safety back on
what in this world or the next
were you thinking to protect
my darling one and only one
why were your intentions
set to shoot me down
without warning
knowing
i had
no where
else to turn
and no
one else
in mind
but you
to come home to
no one else...
with nowhere
but you
left to run to
instead of
giving your love
reversing polarity
setting up
a killing field
right where
you knew i'd be
when i returned
from running
from your
hurt and angry heart
all because
you felt that who i am
is not the one
you wanted me to be
from where i stood in orbit
around, planet you
as the stars
seemed to smile upon
the path we walked
and the aura spoken
between our
bodies and our minds
seemed only to be genuine
so the mind bending experiments
were the last things on my radar screen
so intense your light of love
the white hot coals of your passion
blinded me from seeing
another other side of
who you wanted me to be
a knight in shining armor routine
wasn't on the menu for the meal
meant for the woman,
chosen to be my queen
the idea is to live as equals
not as a sequel
to the lives
you'd lived before
whatever it was
i wanted you to be
which always seem
to blow your mind
was to be who you are...
not mine or anyone else's
candy store
looking into
a new perspective
is all i called for
although, i know
it makes all
your molecules implode
can we have this dance
without all this talk about
the prime directive
i love you...
without reservation or clause
i am a child of the sun...
not just a fallen star
it may not be
my time to shine
in your story book about rainbows
so pardon me if i seem to be aglow
before my time to show
i didn't get a copy of the script
and if i would have
i'd have tossed it back to you
without a second look
i am not here
to screw the props together
...or just to party and have fun
i gave my love without condition
because i felt you needed me
as much as i needed you
and that's the honest truth
but, while you are looking
somewhere, in your memories
for the fine print to appear
to read a contract clause
there never was
know this...
although,
i may not be
anyone special to you
you can never do me
like you did
your other tools
i will give all i have to give
to live and let live...
but, baby
when i have given
all i have
to give
...hop, skip,
walk, run
or fly
i rest
in the shadow
of no one
C2
