Red Keys

You know me better than I do,

You don’t doubt,

You don’t tremble,

You don’t judge,

You simply accept,

Such a certain boy,

I admire such assurance,

Does it apply in the mirror?

I doubt it,

But I see you,

And I see you clear,

You are a pair of freshly made vintage sunglasses,

You are a cool smirk and inviting eyes,

You are a touch on the small of my back,

You are a naked dancing toddler at a hippie festival,

You are a calm, old soul,

Except when it comes to you,

Don’t be afraid baby,

I got you,

 I hope to always be there for you,

If you let me,

I hope to always love you,

The way you love me,

You are my bright blue bean,

That can never be lost in my sea,

Please straighten your back,

And loosen up those legs,

‘Cause you’re going to have to chase me,

I can’t see the end yet,

It may be just over the horizon,

Or it may be through a sweaty salsa club,

Or a crowded Indian market,

Or an old lava tunnel that found new life,

I just don’t know yet,

God damn I wish I knew,

So I could give you the map,

But I hope you are down for the ride,

Open to the journey,

And accepting of the inevitable,

I want you sweetheart,

For the long run,

I want those red keys of yours,

But I just need to find mine first.


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Trust

Let it go,

Let it go,

I am trying to let everything go,

And just live in a place of trust.

I DO trust you.

I DON'T trust them.

But it is not your fault I don't trust them,

So why punish you?

I am committed to reforming my thoughts,

On trust.

I am not going to make friends out of enemies,

To disarm and protect.

I am going to connect with who I am pulled by,

and trust you.

It is working already.

I am not going to sweat the small stuff.

I am going to breathe and flex,

and let you be more independent.

For my weekend of independence,

did wonders.

And I owe you the same.

We are so similar and so close.

I want to mirror your sweetness,

and rock your socks even more.


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Selfishness

Baby, I know it’s about compromise,

I know it’s about sharing,

I know it’s about us,

I have been doing this for most of my mature years,

But this is the era of selfishness,

The decade for me,

It’s unfair I met you young,

It’s unfair for me to expect you to understand,

It’s unfair for me to ask you to wait,

It’s unfair to choose what is unfair,

Both sides have parallel lows,

But these are the years for growth and independence,

I need to do this for me,

And I cannot compromise any more,

I cannot compromise the length,

I cannot compromise the experience,

I cannot compromise the opportunity,

Or hope of opportunities,

Sweetheart, I disagree,

I do not think it is selfish,

I do not think it is self-centered,

I think it is realistic,

And you of all could appreciate that,

I think it is an investment for my life.

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