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Sometimes

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SOMETIMES

Sometimes I see such tenderness in your eyes
Then you change and kick the legs out from under me.
Sometimes we’re calm and it’s so peaceful with you
Then I blink for a second and you start getting at me.
Sometimes we’re so close that I believe it’s almost worth it
Then right before my eyes you start strutting your stuff.
Sometimes I think that we’re almost at equal
Then we backstep for five, it just doesn’t make sense.
Sometimes you’re so gentle and so soft and so giving
Then you wake up not able to handle what’s begun.
Sometimes I see heaven and know that it’s you that I want
Then we slide into friendship – I think, I don’t know.
Sometimes I just sense what it is that you need
Then I dissent too afraid it is me that won’t make it.
Sometimes when you giggle you simply look gorgeous
Then you split before my eyes and my head’s in a whirl.
Sometimes I’m so sure that we’ll work I get frightened
Then I panic like you do and think it’s me that will leave.
Sometimes when you’re you and quit thinking, I just love you
Then it’s me that can’t handle the message you send.
Sometimes I allow myself to wonder at the dream
Then your face floods my vision and I’m down the tubes once again.
Sometimes I think that always the world is a sham
Then we chuckle together and I know that we could cope.
Sometimes I see aspects of me that are in you
Then I don’t remember, or can’t or do without.
Sometimes I may question my logic and reason
Then I believe and draw strength from that very same source.
Sometimes it’s this way and sometimes it’s just not
Then I’m unable to reach you and can’t deal with the pain.
Sometimes I think maybe someday we’ll just do it
Then the future looks promising, but is that enough?
Sometimes I am certain we will always stay together
Then my brain asks the questions – will I run? Do I care?
Sometimes we’re the same and there’s heat to its substance
Then I doubt if you’ve the strength to mature with its growth.
Sometimes I think this way and sometimes I think not
Then I’m done with the sometimes and it’s done till we try.