INVERSE

I'm so glad you aren't One of those superhuman Stone idols with feet of stone.  They are perfect, it is true, With their chiseled ideals And strong arms that protect one From the outside world.  But what if the mistake's mine? A clash against those rigid arms Right though they may be, Will only cause  Pain to me and cracks to you.  No, I'm glad you are, my idol, Not of stone through and through.  Your inner softness is so pure, It's the very thing That draws me to you. Now I know I'm safe. Your arms will defend me Against the cruel world. Yet I'm of use too, To protect your softer self. You defend me and I you - A perfect shield we'll be. 

Soon  there won't be words to describe Every feeling I feel when you make me smile.  Reaching deep down, today, I make Efforts to pen down my blissful state.  Now I know how true love fares - when Distance tries to hide the way we care.  I see we grow from strength to strength.  People like us, we're meant to be.  I've said this before, I'll say it again - To me you're much more than a Valentine: You're the love of my life, my peace, my joy.

Strange! Lived my whole life  Without you. Now a day seems An eternity. 

One last wing flutter, Butterfly stuck in syrup is finally free.

It's not new It was always there This little cloud above us Of amor, of attraction. The sun of self doubt Tried to dry it out. The winds of the past Tried to sweep it away. Stubborn little cloud, It stuck quite fast - Building and growing On the heat waves below. Precipitation, Cloud dissolution- Is a constant worry. But don't fret, says Science. This is a system, Not a lone cloud. Where some condense More will build. All that matters Is that you keep alive The flame from below Of conversation & connection.

The music tonight Is a different tune. No more mournful dirges, Only happy tinkly sounds. Cinderella, you've always Danced at these balls With an eye on the clock- Run when midnight falls! Pumpkin carriage and mouse-horses Don't make for fast getaways- Running too hard won't work Cut glass sure impedes pace. Tonight, Cinderella, let go a little. Soak in the music, forget the time. Dance with Prince Charming, Laugh, talk, wine, dine. So stay, Cinderella. No more need you worry. The magic won't end anytime soon, You needn't run home in a hurry.

Have you seen a fallen Angel? Nothing can compare. It's a shell - the opposite Of its ethereal former glory. Twisted, wasted, slow: A recluse dragging itself Through its Punishment Of an existence. Suddenly a spark Ignites its wooden mind, Slowly catches ready tinder With a glowing flame. And then, all at once, Its body flaring ablaze, Hurtles through the sky With unexpected grace. All you can see is Beauty As it travels its fiery path, Can you see the burning shell Reveal the Angel within? Dancing, twirling, Behold its joy As it transforms Once more and sings: A thousand times I will take this, A thousand times this pain, This Fire is a blessing- It makes me whole again.