A Letter to my Husband About the World
I think
When the winter comes
And the skies become overcast
That you too enter the blue lake
And reflect on things.
The tables turn
Because I am usually
The one
In the blue lake
Your complex mind is usually settled on things.
In the blue lake
Love carries
But it is not enough
For the world weighs heavy
I love you anyway.
The holographic nature of the world
Means it's a bit robotic
We are tied too much to the
Next world
It’s a conspiracy.
The grand order must enter the blue lake.
I love them too.
When the winter comes
And the skies become overcast
That you too enter the blue lake
And reflect on things.
The tables turn
Because I am usually
The one
In the blue lake
Your complex mind is usually settled on things.
In the blue lake
Love carries
But it is not enough
For the world weighs heavy
I love you anyway.
The holographic nature of the world
Means it's a bit robotic
We are tied too much to the
Next world
It’s a conspiracy.
The grand order must enter the blue lake.
I love them too.