3 requests

"3 requests"

...the piano plays the chords of my heart

much like your smile plays on the strings attached to
my love for you

i see in shades of greys and whites, dull and cruel
blacks...but...

i hear in varying tones of mediums, ultra-left
and far-right possibilities.....but...

With you things are alive,

my life is complete, and

you're making me brilliant

and willing to push my possibilities toward realities
(which I hate and I love get frustrated toward you for
the push....)

With you I give a damn, and I care about myself, I see
things more clearly and hear things more wearily with
 the other side of the coin in the palm of my hand.....

Somehow though, I manage to spew out a vile
comment or two, forget that last sentance, it's all a lie.
I vomit crazily on you and then tell you how much
I love and care......

It's a shame how I feel so compelled to act in self
interest, not consider you there.......

and then I get clarity and then I get there, back to the
station of "love in the air.." the place you always bring
me to....

In case you never knew,

With you things are alive,

my life is complete, and

you're making me brilliant

and willing to push my possibilities toward realities, a
fucking scary feat.

With you I give a damn, and I care about myself, I see
things more clearly and hear things more wearily with
the other side of the coin in the palm of my hand.....

Please don't leave,

please don't leave me,

please don't leave me ever.