The Baron
I see your brand of light
un-matured beneath the surface
muddied like a lotus
before pushing through to bud
you can try to hide
your truth’s sensation
but some firsts are too
penetrating to forget.
unforced but clearly seen
the mystic hidden in me
one who can perceive
the cracked gemstones
refracting in your eyes.
this attraction is questionable
repeating I don’t know why
because it’s harder to believe
so I lie to me
to keep the distance between
the physical
and my malleable reality