I first learned to refuse you,
With tongue in cheek,
Afterwards I found myself,
Pushing and aggrevating,
But still you clung to me,
Searching my eyes,
For love that was not there,
And now I carry a piece of you,
Like a child in my arms,
I try to ignore you,
But you kick and you scratch,
Pull my hair,
Until I take a deep breath,
And sigh,
To soothe your moonlit soul,
And I found myself loving you,
Despite the lack of air.
