Gemini

I’m caught within time.

I’m caught between two lives.

The face I portray to the world, and you.

The face I give when it’s just me.

When I look in the mirror.

I’m afraid.

That you won’t like what I have to say.

That you won’t like what I feel.

That you may find me too sensitive or to passionate.

That I may not be enough.

Of course I could mold for you.

See the instant dislike and become whoever you desire.

But I fear I may lose my heart in the process.

I fear.

I fear.

I fear.

-N

True Love


I was down today.

I didn’t have much to say.

In all actuality I had thoughts,

But I fear my truth will keep me caught.

So I pretend, and in a way become brought.

I stayed tied in knots.

I was at the point of depression.

Caught in the confession of my accession to my oppression,

When I received relief that came as a sweet, cool decompression,

I was in this wonderful feeling of refreshen.

My comfort comes in words.

In the feelings they bring.

Of that life-changing comfort that causes one to sing.

Such a perfect thing.

A kindred spirit is hard to find,

That is why I’m here to remind,

And make sure that you’ll be kind,

To my love affair,

That I’ll swear without fanfare,

With words.