The different one

That’s who I am – neither angel,
                                                    nor demon…
Rings in the water –
                                    the stone is cast…
 
Why would you want me
                                   to be any different –
What if “the different one’s” love
                                             wouldn’t last?
 
What if?... A smooth
                                 pebblestone leaps out,
Hiding at once
                         amid pebbles of the shore –
 
Sumless and vast, just like stars
                                                     in the clouds,
Just like sea nettles that,
                                           gathered in shoals,
 
Lurk in the depths of the sea
                                                 in late summer,
Stinging the careless swimmers
                                                 by stealth…
 
Let me remain what I am: 
                                        a touch of drama
Amidst sugar candies that bore you
                                                          to death.
 
I won’t melt
                   under sun of the desert
Neither I’ll freeze
                                  buried deep in the ice:
 
I’m but a part of  you,
                               promised and destined;
All that is not me –
                                  is nothing but lies.
Let me remain as I am:
                                      as created
In your mind’s eye –
                                not that you were at fault!
 
…I’ll hide from lies,
                              my songs being my shelter.
I shall hide you –
                               since you lack the resolve
 
Needed to love and accept one
                                                           “in toto”…
I do accept you,
                             and so you may
Throw that stone,
                                 disturbing the water,
Go and hide
                        in the flame of red hair:
 
Let’s bate the breath,
                                      let’s hide our hopes –
What does it matter
                                     if ever we change!
 
 
Once we are free
                                  from the cover of clothes,
Nothing can keep us apart
                                                   or estranged!
 
Little they know that
                                         powers of reason 
Could be a back-set,
                                       a hindrance to fate.
Love would
             take us to unthinkable limits…
Different or not,
                             of your rib I was made.