A push, and a pull.
The moment's transgressions lead to
Somber solitude
Passion, through fury,
Embrace through war.
Words could do so much.
Mend and Destroy.
Yet may your journey be taken by two
The threat of just being one.
Love is a tragedy, yet a furfilling symphony
A hue of color, an array of sensation
Yet this moment leads to a connection within a vocal mix
Or a disarray laying in the emotional midst
May the day change the feelings.
Or the month set the tone.
Troubling thoughts lead to troubling times.
Your love may be troubling and treacherous
But to me, it is divine.
Lead me to the water of life.