Friday, June 18, 2010

Care Much?

She was there to meet them. Old connections now turned to good friends and people to take care of, to Love dearly and be Loved by. To feed. It's not so much that I give a shit about ours, it's always on and we are safe. But what about them? They Loved you too, and are innocent. They still need although we don't. They are still lonely although we are not. And they still care enough to ask...

If I could just see you, for a second. See where your eyes move when I ask you "that" question...the one you could never lie about (as if you could lie to me at all successfully, only just that time). Watch you play with your phone as if I'm a crossing wisp of air beside your cheek that exposes your cute elf ears. Still not realizing I'm a gale force wind. You made me so. (I move slowly toward you as you still look away, a silent whisper in your ear) "...you made me so..."

Your energy is like a severed overhead mainline, electrifying everything around it. It's not a wonder to me that you and others fall so quickly.

They are in Love with you. They fell as I did. They ask but you don't answer, I do. And tell them a beautiful story of where you are, what you are...that you are. Everything.

Darling...don't look down. You might see them as you step by. It might make you fall in Love again. And that, is fear, for you.

(written 1/20/10)

2 comments:

The Savage said...

Love your writing style, man....

Scorpio Transmission said...

Thanks Savage! I have some more adverse stuff comin up today. A different side. Keep posted my friend!