i do not worry
or become anxious
their existence is set
anchored each by two
life sources - even mine
tied to this earth on each
side. yours - yours i worry.
i worry i am in the way - that we
are spinning time you don't have.
one word from
your lips - and there i stop, if you ask i come
your touch enough to awaken my youth
ten years ago - i would have been perfect
you said but ten years ago - i wasn't me.
i was her: bitter and angry - the earth
traveling too fast it was a
big pyramid scheme
and I feared for
my soul and the nightmares were strong.
i was lost: my heart in the past - my body
creating life because curls and sky blue
eyes had said - it was my duty to repay
what i had takend from him when young
i repaid - he is anchored
but at times when he sees his
son - he knows he made a mistake in the demand
i fear we all make mistakes with our demands - so
anchor, anchor well and i will gladly step aside
i only need
to know all of you
is breathing
