A Chromatic Tetrad

It’s been a long, introspective, tired, long night

Although each night seems to grow longer

And the days turn short, as if summer’s gone to winter

Summer’s heat stayed but the trees fell ill

And the color, the life, turned to a winter still

The trees’ life returned by night, to my surprise

A real image of my thoughts, my mind’s projection

Resolved and ended with closing eyes

Hello, moon giant!

Here I am talking to you again, as if you want to hear

But hey, what can I say, you’re all thats left

After all, my mind isn’t clear

A pall is descending and your light is fast fading

I feel like I have no time, but I have so much time

And so, moon giant

My troubles are thus:

It came with a bang, and my thoughts got to thinking

Those times were stressful, my mind wasn’t thinking

So I left my own thoughts, took a view from above

In parallax: my love; there it was!

A story kept secret, I found she was unsure

But now it’s too late, I think, anyway

I stole to the fields, the meadowlarks singing

I could not decide, my ruptured ears ringing

With a pitch of confusion, a chromatic tetrad, and dissonant emotions

Emotions pitted against “better reason”

Beyond that I never reached a solid conclusion

So I listened to the birds

But their songs were never matching

I ran from the fields crazed as I’d ever been, scathing

Then night came around and you stood to wake

So I just stood here, and decided to wait

Now, still, you know the feelings I harbor

They fill me and drain me, all of this at once

Confidence brimming, I’m knowing for sure

And suddenly shrinking into my thoughts again

Even around her each night

All I can do is play the fool

Thought I might let my feelings go

They belong to the space between, the air

Outside of my body, and yet too much I care

For the relationship we share

But I care for what could be and that

You see, is what’s eluding me