The temptation is not the attraction but the removal.
As you are moving away I am going towards you,
Banging my head on your magnet,
Lost in your crazy maze.
If I hang onto your sleeve it is because I want to be
Garmented by you.
I want to be the button on your cuff.
I want to be your tomorrow in your today and your today
In my tomorrow.
It all doesn’t make sense or dollars.
I am the cost of doing marriage with a marginal mind.
As long as you pay the price I will sell myself to your advantage.
We never know which way we are going when we are going
In a hand-holding way.
Photo by Ed Yourdon
- February 2016 Posts of the Month