The Softness Never Ends

 How strange a fate that you know not

Of the ways your existence affects me;

How my Moon orbits your Earth

Yet somehow you are the Sun.

My world a halo around your

Heavenly head,

My voice, my song like rings of Saturn,

Around your body swirl –

Out of touch by just a breath,

A little scared, a little at rest.

Fragile, in a sense –

Glaskugelwarheit.

I love you not like one loves a man –

I love you for the way you are all that I am.

On the great pages once written:

You are more myself than I am.

You are more myself than I am.

Your heart bleeds art into your veins,

Through your lips my lips they do tame.

Work hard you gorgeous soul

I never could resent,

Not then, not now, somehow the softness

Never ends.

The Softness Never Ends.