Object Affection

Ordure falls upon your sight

to blind and hide from me

The reason being that I continue to be

Your thorn, your pebble and waste

Life is the paper

You’re the eraser

And I’m the words

Your beauty pains and dissolves

I’m the rock in your way

You’re the mountain of my faith

Ah, you heartless being!

Oh, so now you are an object!

Regret not what I did

but leave to chance what I did not do!

“Don’t dream for change” says you,

As the Queen liberates hope,

“Only action will take you there”

The first one you were

The only one you are

Together you and I

Until death tear us apart