Crossroads
if I could crane myself into your wheel of thoughts
grasp the imperceptible, that lingers in your silence
when you cease to speak (or you think you do)
maybe I would understand
what secret hides there, whirling like a solitary snowflake?
what doubts secure your suppression?
(the kind that makes your heart ache)
if I, in all forethought could assure
light in the shadows that you cross
faith in the ruptures that you fear
love in a resonance song, only you can hear
then, maybe I could amend
destined roads we are travelling
with your testing cranium navigator unravelling
landscapes of imaginings, hills and curves you desire to run
following your second instinct (the first is always love)
repel, repel, repel
Words of brilliance on a dark subject.