When You See it

Changing pathways.
Brainwaves learn-ed,
Synapses's's's firing blanks.  
Why?
Why do you have to change?
Your mind is brilliant
Your mind is...
Wonder, lust and love.  
 
Your roots run real
And I feel them.  
 
Subtext says...
"We cannot show the demand of possession"
 
(With my loving fingertips
Spreading soil, warmth
Mothering, smothering
Your wooden veins.)  
 
And lit is your need,
Perk is fresh and I am old.
The furthest thing from commercial desire,
Love.