Gentle

                           

Gentle. You are, maybe, too gentle

And your eyes shine too much.

Your laugh has too much joy

And your sorrow too many tears,

Maybe you should calm down a bit

Before the sky claims you its

And you have to wave us goodbye,

Unable to remain by our side.



Gentle. You are, maybe, too gentle

And that is why cats fear you not

Even when you are way too high

And that is why I reached out my hand to you

Even when you are far above.

Somedays I dream about becoming a cotton ball,

And match up with the flavor of your soul

But I am just an oatmeal cookie, in love with the moon.



Gentle. You are, maybe, too gentle

And your hands careful with anything they touch,

You who lives with rocks tied to your shoes

Not letting your wings take you home

I am taking parachuting lessons

In case I ever have to go looking for you

I could never simply let you go

I am still learning how real love works.


Gentle. You are, maybe, too gentle

So much that I wish to steal a hug,

So much that fishes gather around,

So much and so naturally that I will never know how,

Maybe the sun rays trying to reach your back

Are nothing but secret messages revealing your divine roots,

And I am just dreaming that I am seeing you

But it is, actually, a flashback from before being born.


Gentle. You are, maybe, too gentle

And I have found myself in your voice

I have regained my strength through your love

And I am gifting you my life through this oath

Offering you all my rainbows, my rain, and my worlds

If you grant me my one and only wish since long ago

I want to stay by your side through the storms

And may our hearts never let go of this love.