● ● ● StayStill (Who Is Out There In The Fog?)

title: StayStill (Who Is Out There In The Fog?)

i never quite could grasp you

touch you in the masculine—

Real World

But the idea of your presence

keeps me going

makes me pray for you more

and believe in it when I say

Your Name

Whoever that may be

i know i feel in the masculine—

Real World

myself Cracking

becoming more obscure

but in between these spaces

there’s no rules to lead

and lines to follow

and the awkwardness of the un-presented

that is the only promise

seems real

and whole, and sealed

and at times,

It feels good

as balance exists

and veils of disillusionment

dissolve like all other organisms

another truth speaks that

i know if i had You

i wouldn’t know what to do with You

what does your presence even appear like

in real time

and where could i place you

to seal you?

and house all of your energy

your presence fills the room

some are tantalized

others repel

and reject

and push further,

and further

because you’re natural

and beautiful

written in calligraphy

you’re the granted language

carried down through code

and carved in my bones

you’re the true pattern of me

so i’ll sing your name for as long as I can

and i’ll live within your dreams

as you will in mine

permissions Granted, exchanged

Eternally