TRANSPARENCY XII.

“The Gates of Intimacy”

I figured out how sometimes, I won’t understand your perception

You make way for the universe, as your body begins to question, while I try to find, another direction…

You owe me remorse, they say

You need to make me feel like a maniac, so I can conquer your precious land, they say

They scream and you make way…

I don’t understand you, and this is okay

Between you and I, I’d rather divide, among your innocence and party in the summertime, so they can’t see you when it gets dark, I am the product of sex in the nighttime, surely you will understand why…they say…

These things to you, that haunt your beautiful mind each and every day

Less talking, more walking, with no foreplay

To this day…I understand why things had to be that way

You search for abundance in chance, let alone you just want a partner to dance

Laugh and cry, give them the other piece of your pie

Now I see why

You want joy in the wintertime