Nothing is easy.
Everything is pleasing
and adventure is teasing
but the moments
are so unbelieving
I’m amazed that you’ve stayed
to recognize this feeling.
Nothing is stopping us from leaving.
There is no real rationale or reason
why we brush skin and share passing grins
and escape this place every evening.
Everything is easy.
Finding beauty in darkness
catching love in one’s starkness
reminding us we’re needing
a friend, a lover, laughter feeding
on each other
like how silly boys like bleeding
and how little girls like healing.
Everything is allowing us to remain.
There is no gain in woe or to complain,
alongside we share a glimpse of this life,
navigating this amazingly strange terrain.
This whole planet is nothing but feelings
whether concealing, revealing or stealing.
You be the entertainer, I’ll be the sly conniver.
You be the gun waver, I’ll be the getaway driver.
Bang bang, vroom vroom.
It’s just us in this crowded room.