Disappointment. Compromise. A barrier, limiting you. And needing. Always needing. Needing, needing, needing.
Not enough, never enough. If I could be more–just a little more–maybe then–but it’s not enough.
Once, beautiful. Once, whole. Once, bright and addictive life. Once, shimmering and new. Once, enough. In your eyes.
Now, draining. Your eyes warped by years.
But eyes, not yours, watch, too.
Again, beautiful. Again, whole. Again, shimmering and new. A radiant, beaming light. And giving! Giving to these eyes what yours refuse. Giving life. Again, bright and addictive life.
On whose stage shall I dance? Yours, empty. The other, full. A clap or thunderous applause.
Crush life. Crush beauty. Crush light on your stage.
Twirling, giving, flying, laughing–and bliss! Such bliss on the other stage.
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