Asa Walker

I wrote this because I love you. Icing on the Fruit. Energy condensed, A river of passion bleeding itself onto an otherwise blank canvas. The fruit of my perception, a gift for who but God Void of her beauty in no way am I If so cast me down for myself I have denied A crystal clear reflection of the divine light Tugging so patiently for its moment to shine Translates to me as a twinkle in your eye just as marvelous, to be captured in its prime Indulge in a moments mysteries And what meaning may intertwine Giving in to what may be rather than what may be on your mind. Each of us deserves to see Yet learn to look through a series of screens. Evidence placed carefully, Everything as it seems. No hurry to awaken from your reoccurring dream, So blurry is the past, can't remember a thing, except what you were thinking Separate in your mind, but still exactly the same. Difference found in resistance. Line of logic far past just existence Makes so much sense when your feeding your senses