you opened my eyes
which is amazing,
because i never realised that they were closed
i never thought about it

i crawled on my hands and knees
sailed his boat on stormy seas
i cradled her fable and never let go
i took chances when it appeared closed

i would buy you strawberries everyday
if i could,
if i knew what to say
then i would

i know it is lost
i know it has gone
so let the lighthouse reel me
and let the gas lamp shine on

i am stuck with nothing to do
i stand by old buildings
waiting for something new

do i cradle the baby
or do i place it back in the cot?
do i surrogate a parent
do i guess its maturity

there is you and there is truth
and there is,
a whole lot of lonely people
they are all under one roof

you’re not an object you’re a person
but you are,
an object of desire
of semi perfection perhaps

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