Purple Hippo Poem by Brandon Wade

to the edge of time and space, in front of us...
effected with such comfortable grace...
i lead us to a better place...
believe in me...and ill play my cards...

this realm of insistent unbalanced calculation,
feelings replaced by numbers in miles and lives,
composure, closure, and exposure, so inevitible...

try and try, fail again and again, but we will be realighned,
you and me, will burn the miles and with ever moment wait for time,
to take us to that realm....

once and for all, your eyes will see mine again,
and the world will come alive with a every breath you take,
our eyes will eclipse when the time is right,
and with every word ill take....each step and break....
this bridge that keeps me from you....