I Know The Pieces Fit
Cause I Watched Them Fall Away
Mildewed And Smoldering.
Fundamental Differing.
Pure Intention Juxtaposed
Will Set Two Lovers' Souls In Motion
Disintegrating As It Goes
Testing Our Communication
The Light That Fueled Our Fire Then
Has Burned A Hole Between Us So
We Cannot See To Reach An End
Crippling Our Communication.
I Know The Pieces Fit
Cause I Watched Them Tumble Down
No Fault, None To Blame
It Doesn't Mean I Don't Desire To
Point The Finger, Blame The Other,
Watch The Temple Topple Over.
To Bring The Pieces Back Together,
Rediscover Communication
The Poetry That Comes From
The Squaring Off Between,
And The Circling Is Worth It.
Finding Beauty In The Dissonance.
There Was A Time That The Pieces Fit,
But I Watched Them Fall Away.
Mildewed And Smoldering,
Strangled By Our Coveting
I've Done The Math Enough To Know
The Dangers Of Our Second Guessing
Doomed To Crumble Unless We Grow,
And Strengthen Our Communication.
Cold Silence Has A Tendency
To Atrophy Any
Sense Of Compassion
Between Supposed Lovers/Brothers
