L.C. McQuillen
30.09.17
They never told me
That beauty is power.
That wholeness is a magnet
To the fragmented
They never told me
That I could wound you
Because of my whims
Yet you would follow
Because you believed
I could be tamed
Days and days
I spent as your Summer
Until you realised
I was winter for another
I never committed
So in my eyes
I held no real ties
And now I’ve
Been thrown ropes
From each direction
Each begging me
For my attention
But I can swim.
I’ve only learned
The power of my allure
After I looked back
To see all of you.
The ones I thought
Could go on
For days and days
And then just drop.
Be unattached.
Sail your own sea.
Be without me.
A beautiful, whole,
My own, catastrophe.