I played a game of tag with the God of Love,
Chasing naked things--
In a naked world,
Where naked boys play with naked girls.
I knew as the ocean knows its blue,
That I never really wanted to find You.
Because after all,
It was I to be made anew.
So fate sent me fishing
And I reeled in years of disillusionment
In the form of tears.
But soon, I bit back,
I jousted with strength
And spent the days with a shrink.
I turned corners where your face could be,
to reassure 'twas just me.
Soon darkness was the only light I could see.
So I stepped back
And shielded mon corps from attack.
But there was no more fire
And my skin was brighter.
There You were, in all places I wasn't looking.
As I breathed in,
You came out.
But I still stand motionless,
In a melancholy daze.
Because I tagged you back
And you haven't called my name.