Faces

You are a memory,
a dream I chase at dusk,
a smile, a touch of hair, a spoken word,
full of possibilities,
but with no real content,
yet.

You look in to my eyes,
looking for comfort and understanding,
which I can give only with a price
I'm not willing to pay,
for our burdens are too different.

You break my dreams,
but share my life,
offering me the harsh comfort of your laugh,
walking together the paths of this world
with cold, unseeing eyes.

You give me the pleasure of a child,
wandering the world outside and in,
sharing the treasures you find,
asking me for answers still lost,
and delighting when they are found,
together.

You fill my days with laughter
and my nights with passion,
gambling away all we have,
in a desperate attempt to share,
what we don't have in common.

You are a willow,
giving me shelter from the storms raging inside me,
sharing dreams with me as the winds rage,
lightening my burdens with laughter,
allowing me to make my home in your heart.

You are a golden cage,
binding my chains with your sweet caresses,
building the walls around me with your dreams,
unfitting for me, laying waste to my soul
every happy moment we share.

You are a soft heart,
sweet and sincere,
with piercing eyes,
that see through me,
all too well.

You can never be in my life,
reminding me of pains long past,
rubbing salt to my wounds,
making me less a man,
with every night spent together.