#death darkness

byMeret

We are more
Than who we love
And love is more
Than mere romance

Not vital to our grand identity
Not a measure
Of our worth

Feelings made of pearls and
Lips and roses
Eclipse those built from
Trust and friendship
And family

Passion for
Creation. Admiration
For thought
Even the underrated love of
Self

Existing as an interest
Is not my core
Sure as hell not my headline
Not my last thought of daylight
Or my first dream of the night time
Expanded to a focus point
A central fiber of our existence
Magnified to the life-giving sun
When it’s a mere twinkling star

We are thinkers
We are souls
We are creators of new worlds
I don’t want a hand to hold
I need those free
For great things

And if I fall each night
In solitude
I will know it doesn’t mean
A damn thing because
I
Am more