The world is in a tilt.

I know this because:

When I turn my head to the right (not looking),

Then I see four different kinds of sky, and I see you

(Out of a million).

And I just want to cry and smile

And see you starting towards me

And grin so wide.

And your gallop, your swing,

Your stroll

(Hurried-

Yes, you know)

Mean the world to me.

Just let me cry,

Just this once,

Just this tonight.

I sit cross-legged when I'm around you,

(I never knew I had so much poetry in me for you)

I smile with my eyes down for you.

I am beautiful-

You.

And my eyes fill with tears when I think of you

Because I am so scared that I will never see that

Jump into a smile, that

Happy acknowledgement of my presence again.

And you are one of those four skies- the happy one.

And when we are both sad-

Then I know how close we are.

You tell me even though you don't need to, and

You don't tell me because I know

How much you want to tell me that.

(Do you tell me just so I hear it?

Please, don't...)

And then nothing can make me happier

But a validation from you.

 

8 April 2004