Relationship Series #4

be still my wandering eye
i never felt your guilt settle
in the pit of my stomach like
so many bad burritos
till now.

be still my wandering thoughts
you are tethered now to one
who smells of sweetness and has soft hands

do not you enjoy it?
has this not been your desire
for some five years now?

lay your head down and let it be cradled
in the arm crook of security
you are safe here.

but is safe what you really wanted?
yes
is passion actually what you wanted?
of course
can both be had at once?
i should like to think so
are you simply restless because you have been
tied
down?
probably

probably.
but source discoveries do not always eliminate the problem.

ah- be still, be still
my wandering eyes, my wandering heart.
settle down my searching hands.
lay my head across strong shoulder.

this must be adulthood.