Spherical Equal
2 January 2013
Philia strengthening Eros into
a drug as good as soma.
A madness achieved; a dream as peaceful as a coma.
Adoration, cherishing, love:
I don’t mind when the intersection is perfection.
Parity and equality, a propensity
with intensity that can only climb.
Sweet times.
Sweet times in pursuit of the whole:
Once we had 2 heads, 4 arms, 4 legs
But Zeus cut us in half, I’m convinced;
At least that’s what our laughs have evinced.
I lay in bed, eyes closed to the world,
my heart remains open to its energy,
my soul to your companionship.
We will be so grand.
I will be so loving and zealous.
I’ll make the wind jealous that it must resort to stealing kisses from your lips.
Let’s walk to a familiar cadence.
Let’s absorb the radiance,
because although my tomorrows are yours,
we don’t know when the tour ends.
Lovers and best friends:
my expectation.
We will be so grand.
