Not All Is Bright

Darker Truths

Your happiness is beautiful

and what demon I

for wishing my hand in it

had a stronger grip.

I long to displace the silhouette

your lover has left behind

and slip like water through osmosis

into his failure to appreciate you fully

for everything you are.

 

As selfless as you profess I am,

I am covetous. 

You deserve to be treated

as a person, a princess, a goddess,

and then a person again.

If ever I was arrogant it is in this:

if there is a man to give you

the love, the passion, the everything you’ve earned,

that man is manifest in me.

 

Your happiness is beautiful

and this demon I,

I want to be its catalyst.