Poetry-Sherry Sherritt

POETRY

A Perfect Circle
by Sherry Sherritt

sometimes he's less than a breath of a thought
sometimes he's hovering in the background
at times he's pulled quite into focus, outlined & severe
other times he is just a feeling

but he's always there
and i'm always here as a breath of a thought in his mind
hovering in the distance
adjusting the focus, crisp & clear
almost fainting as i infuse the feeling...

i'm always there
aware
unaware
seeing his face
out of place
my own
all alone

our hearts
far apart
but intertwined
through time
is it enough...
is it enough

to love without seeing
to exist without being

the answer is out there
somewhere
aware
unaware
in the future of time
uncertainty mine
i own my confusion
i dread it's delusion

my heart in the shadow
my mind in the brink
my love at a crossroads
too frightened to think

so i just sit tight
too frightened to move
his love threatens light
that shadows can't prove

sometimes he's closer, he's closer....
sometimes a ghost in the shade
sometimes he's less than a breath of a thought
sometimes he's hovering in the background

at times he's pulled quite into focus, outlined & severe
other times he is just a feeling
but he's always there

and i'm always here as a breath of a thought in his mind
hovering in the distance
adjusting the focus, crisp & clear
almost fainting as i infuse the feeling...