Tuesday, 09 June 2009
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Sometimes We Know What We Mean
Maybe it is satisfaction.Maybe it fills in each interaction.
Maybe it is true.
Maybe it is right.
Maybe it is just you.
Maybe it is just right.
But I don’t understand and maybe I never will.
I don’t understand how you get your fill…
And it is not that life is for us at all…
Of course life is not much in living for things so small.
But it comes down to things which are not material at all…
So it is the conversations which really make it hard…
They make it hard to actually think.
Because both interrupt…both don’t trust.
It’s like there’s some hidden card.
And we’ve lost it because of how hard we think.
And though maybe satisfaction seems to pop it’s head up here, it’s just not enough…
Wonder how we can find any common ground,
when both really just talk round and round.
We could talk until our face is blue.
We could paint a picture in only the primary’s hue.
Maybe it’s not so simple…not so lit up.
Maybe it’s fire is not content because something does not add up…
So find me in this place and know my intention is only what I know is best…
It’s somewhere where maybe we both might find rest.
Without such biting and stinging we might be able to invest.
I don’t know if it’s just me, but I’m finding freedom has more to undress.
So if maybe we could just focus as some would say on common ground.
Maybe then that would be when we understand each other’s real true sound.
But know this and please take this as I mean…
Maybe what we said is not what we mean.
Alexa Faith
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