Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Renaissance

The warrior is a child. (a song)
I am not who I am today,
if it were not because of you.
I almost have lost interest in you--
but your existence watches me.

I transformed to a man, full of ambivalence:
I except to your whims, your world.
I glide on the clouds of doubt,
but you are my sky of truth.

All I have to do now is understand
how I ever have met you, and how
I ever want to stay away from you.

But we are opposite poles of the magnet.

I am in vogue, for you.

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