i am a study in opposition:
terrified, but risking everything.
shaking, but completely calm.
loving, but prepared to hate.
and you, you are all guaged and composed,
a legend of limestone,
building skyscrapers out of age.
i cannot compete with your logic,
your emotional logic that walks in circles
and won't let me out of the loop.
i am a study in opposition:
silent, and sowing words widely.
seeking, but having already found.

you are a home, i am a vagrant.
i am a wanderer, you are a pillar
of solid, unwavering steel.
i am a contradiction, a confusion,
a puddle of license and discomfort,
a vagrant who sees an open door
and walks wide to avoid it.
you are a basalt tower, i am an angel,
and i can do little more
than circle you in the sky.