we have nothing
But perfection in a cave.
The floor is bare,
the walls are just there,
And yet, it is perfection in a cave.
He teaches me to be my true self,
he helps me control my rage,
I don’t know where I’d be without his help,
possibly lost within myself, a man-made cage.
He helps me see the beauty within
keeps my mind from the dark,
the rage, betrayal and frustration I’ve been,
He’s taught me the value of a spark.
He is my soul as I am his
and yet his heart to another he’s pledged.
She rescued him from the dark of his dread to her, his allegiance is already more than alleged.
She occupies his heart, body and mind.
And yet in our cave of my new birth,
he teaches me, myself and reminds me of our creation.
He’s brought a mat for the hearth
and our cave is perfection.
She would slaughter me,
if she knew of my invasion.
His heart is pure and intentions good.
Set me free to be,
is his guiding intention.
Yet I seek for our expansion.
Not merely friends but lovers
She feels my pursuit of him
I will be his wife
Her essence around us hovers.
I will take control
Only he doesn’t know.
He’s already begun to speak of her as though she’s the past.
She sees it and is ready to let go.
the world they’d built is vast
all I have is a cave, built to last.
With me he can conquer the world, at last.
Right now, all I have is this cave
She has his heart, body and mind
In this cave I harbour his past and future
she sought it & my plans did find
He doesn’t know it but her, his heart to me she gave
when she saw we have perfection in a cave.