where do we go when <br />we split apart <br />when we are so silly <br />to look back <br />and stop <br />and listen to the fussy lies <br />of our respective egos? <br /> <br />i want to get rid of the habit. <br /> <br />i love your magic <br />i trust your hands <br />i read your eyes <br /> <br />you're somehow closer, i don't know how <br /> <br />you're my Light <br />and i'm your Kingdom <br />i'm your Angel <br />you're my Love <br /> <br />a speech <br />inside <br />translating things <br />i didn't know <br />translating ugliness to beauty <br /> <br />as what's no longer true <br />dies <br />it becomes different <br />or simply disappears <br />it's no big deal <br />i KNOW the best is yet to come <br /> <br />i know the best was always there <br /> <br />no more needs for names or labels <br />what we are <br />how we relate.. <br />no more calendars to look at <br /> <br />this is our season <br />and here's how we go.<br /><br />Erika Conti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/here-s-how-we-go/
