Tell philosophy
\nI have no use for phantoms.
\nTell science,
\nI am a work of art,
\nnot an equation.
\nI tell you,
\nI love you in my world.
\nYou are love
\ncome upon me.
\nFlirt in a waterfront window.
\nShadow,
\nwith fingers reaching for my own.<\/p>\n
You see me,
\nand suddenly I exist
\nseeing you.
\nThere is a different sound
\nbetween us.
\nYou rhyme with me.
\nYou are a precipice
\nwhere I fall
\nand find wings
\nto fly across a room.
\nWhat is this,
\nthat takes everything apart
\nand puts it back changed forever?<\/p>\n
I am fragile
\nlooking in your eyes,
\nthe crossbow of your lips
\naimed at mine.
\nThere is no logic
\nin the symmetry of love.
\nI am tortured by passion.
\nDid I tell you
\nwhat I found
\non the way to school?
\nA different world
\nfor fools and lovers.
\nFools lose their way.
\nLovers walk in the rain,
\nand tie their hearts together
\nwith rainbows.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Tell philosophy I have no use for phantoms. Tell science, I am a work of art, not an equation. I tell you, I love you…<\/p>\n