things haven’t changed

10.16.2006

Contractual

As we approach this:
the possibility of things endless,
I move forward decisively.

To the world: Repetition,
but this is constant reliance,
through calm and storm;
I do not live in pattern,
I rely on love reborn.

There are no dotted lines,
X does not mark the spot;
Either hearts hope to be one,
or love is said for naught.

Tis true, that time may undo,
but if I be moved, I will fall.
Because I choose to give, I give it all.