Seeing you like that makes the reason I stand for, I own reason, I stay centered in you. All this lack of perfection is magnetic, you're such a fatality. As a fall from the tightrope where I try to equilibrate myself. But you will not be the one I'll fall to, you won't, as you never were the web to catch me.
With you in my sight or not I shall fall either way.

9-10-08