Discover, who
You want me to be
Who do you want, to see ?
Images of hero’s
Deeper than marrow
Hurting the soul
Frustrated by this role
Of the magnificent giants
Made up by false suppliant
Augmented
Marketed
By the media
Fed by acedia
Wouldn’t it be easier
To love by touching, softer
The hearts
The arts
The colors of passions
The fear of hesitations
Innocence of relinquish
Facades and barricades
Trumpets and blockades
Harmony and symphony
Of two body
Warming up
Flaring up
In the heat of instinctive
Feelings often destructive
Of souls recovered
Of passions discovered
In the rare uniqueness
In individuality, romanesque
Dream, awake
Rest in my wake
Understanding
Remembering
Life without fear
Murmuring to my ear
Butterflies carried in the wind
A soft breeze intertwine
Of senses
Without pretense
Just being
Just caring
For love, for us
The flight of the Albatross
Planning overseas
Feelings bringing me, to my knees
Imploring God for visions
Of a bright future without divisions
Are you sure you don’t wish to see
Who I was meant to be ..
The illusion of perfection
Might just be, a distraction
Reality is often our deepest prayers
In plain sight provided simply for lovers
Accept yourself, to finally, Be free
Ready, to recognize why, I Am me
Delicate, dedicated, amant
Searching for the peace in your eyes
Finally, finding the truth of who
You are living to Be
Breathing and drumming, next to me ..
Both free
Both in the melody
Of ecstasy
Pat LecLerc
Patrick Leclerc 