No need to...
I only breath, I can only feel,
I know only, I think only-You.
I dream only, I can only see,
I only hear, I only live-You.
My soul is intoxicated,
My beliefs impaired,
My actions afflicted,
My energy infirmed.
Terminal and inoperable,
My malady has no remedy,
But- You.
I need nothing more, there's
No need to continue without.
Approximately approaching a year
An eternal moment, a look,
Took infinity away, forever.
There is no explanation, but
A destination, a consumption,
A search to compose a future.
Nothing like it existed before,
I won't let it go.
I will not fight, I will breath it.
What else matters,
If it's possibly true?
In a universe somewhere.
If not this universe, I will seek
Another verse, another plane.
I know the truth is only-You.
Forever I will endeavor the realms,
For the creation that I exist
For You and You for me.
TP
I died for Beauty – but was scarce
Adjusted in the Tomb
When One who died for Truth was lain
In an adjoining Room –
He questioned softly ‘Why I failed’?
‘For Beauty’, I replied –
‘And I – for Truth – Themself are one –
We Brethren are’, He said –
And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night –
We talked between the Rooms –
Until the Moss had reached our lips –
And covered up – our names –
Emily Dickinson
It’s all I have to bring today—
This, and my heart beside—
This, and my heart, and all the fields—
And all the meadows wide—
Be sure you count—should I forget
Some one the sum could tell—
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.
Emily Dickinson
To realize the expected
Become with you are not;
Strong, confident, and Kind Regards
Every Act, every syllable, one purpose-
You
Hide the need,
Become a presence-
A force of naturality and quality
Is it a sickness,
Or do I understand another-
Reality
No! I'm old, feeble, simple
What's expected will be realized
What's dreamt for- Will overwhelm!
Pulverize
But... it was real;
Every molecule, every atom of my soul,
Acted for one purpose-
You
Cannot suffer the truth
I failed the test!
TP
The Muse 