Second Love

And I feel you are where I once was,
Eyes open wide, dancing in the dust,
In the height of a kingdom streams color across
A world for so long gray.

But how can my eyes open wide again
For the very first time, as they did then?
My place now’s to let them half-close
And bask in the luxury of being loved.

And I can’t wait until you break
And blink as if you just awoke
To find the build-up of you broke,
That history begins today.

How strange not to be the one chasing after the comet
With all I can give. How strange
Not to hang on the edge, but to rest in bed
And close my eyes. With my eyes closed
I see I’ve been lulled into peace.

Still in this bed I remember and feel
Threads unfulfilled in their fate to tie,
Thinking one day the fray will demand completion
At the cost of my by-then-built life.

How different is this second love
That leaves me calm like a wounded soldier
With nothing to do but to be taken care of
By who has love in his eyes for me,
And quietly I smile in return,
But my mind, once burned, now cuts short
Any swell my heart might take to fly.
You are only young once inside.
And I’ll bask in the luxury
Of being the older soul.

Around the kernel dances second love,
But deep, deep under I chase the light
That gave a part of me immortality
When it was young,
Deep, deep in a place I’ve forgotten
Existing untouched, that runs on its own,
A little perpetual motion machine
Still chasing the light –
Even though I feel I‘ve stepped into it.

08/27/11