I've been stationary
it seems more than a life time
since I moved
a life time
has passed over me
I am aged inside
though I've stayed young
this adult body wise
I know
there is no end to learning
my thoughts consume me
love is a reality I can't touch
don't know how to be loved
its warmth is a slow comfort
notice how I jump to what compels me to think about it
so I discuss it with much emotion
love steady falling heavy
peeking
inside a metaphorical rumbling
that doesn't last
what's the point to all of this
there isn't one
Other than we all crash eventually
loving selfishly
Trying to protect my heart
from a slow burn
Mistakes thought you knew
you never really learned
Till it's over