"Restless"

I can see the world reflected in your eyes,
But mine can only reflect you.

Where have they all gone?
The things I once enjoyed,
The whims I once indulged.
Departed and impossible to trace.

Have you tucked them all away?
Beneath those eyes
That reflect the world
But do not reflect me?

I attempted to place myself in them once.
To add a face to the voice which you seemed to adore,
But your picture had already been painted,
And that paint had long since dried.

Am I selfish?
Little space remains on your canvas.
Do my desires betray judgement
And leave only bitter regret?

Am I wrong?
Should I be asking you to repaint?
Does fancy smother reason
And leave only smoldering lust?

Save your reassurances.
Hold your comfort.
False support means little.
Intangibility is worthless.

I need to know you are there.
I need to experience your embrace,
Not assume that you wish to embrace me.
For what reasons do you isolate yourself?

Is it that you wish to protect me
From some foul presence yet to be seen?
Are you afraid of what I may see
When our hearts touch and our breaths become one?

Have I not proven my love unconquerable?
Have I not shown my loyalty unfaltering?
Yet still you refuse to give me your trust.
My presence in your portrait still unseen.

Why is it that we must struggle so?
Our cautions resist the gale
And hold us firmly in our places.
How have our roots grown in so early?

Why do we insist on being so stationary?
We should be as leaves in the wind,
Forever dancing and rarely stopping to rest.
What separates us from the breeze?

I believe that everything should remain in a state of constant motion.
The world was not meant for still-life.

Copyright © 2006 Jarred Lee