Cheese and Wine
By:Whitney Hall
I'm the least bit poetic but I'll write this down anyway,
In a most meager attempt to surrender my emotions.
I willingly admit to the difficulties I have with selecting words;
For when the mere thought of you is near words abandon me.
Realizing this recently leads me to relinquish speaking.
You may misconceive this as unfavorable disinterest,
But words would inaccurately express my joy towards you.
And in this brief moment of realization,
I must also admit to my many imperfections;
I will not apologize for the faults that inhabit me,
However, proudly I claim my right to be wrong.
And since we are dealing with the you and I,
Being wrong may very well be right;
For who's to say what's right or wrong?
And if being right is wrong, and wrong is right,
Then you and I are as favored as old wine and aged cheese.
I would not mind being plastically wrapped next to you
In attempts to age and please people unknown to us.
While time passes by I'll be overwhelmed with renewed interest.
If only you weren't to turn blind to the idea of happiness,
As I'm positive that I'm right and wrong for you;
But you close your eyes and look into the black,
And you see not what your heart desires.
Yet, I cannot think any less of you…
For when my mind takes hold of the best of me,
Repetitive desires of unknown pleasures captivate me.
And while friends behold the very essence of my being,
I am misled as you are falsely accused of being wrong for me.
If only wrong was not what I am looking to capture,
As with time, right has never been right enough, but wrong.
And being lost in this world of rights and wrongs,
I can see why you'd be blind to every idea of what might be.
If only my parents taught me better the difference between right and wrong,
I'd share the lessons with you as we age like cheese and wine;
And we could become sweeter and more valuable.
And now I come to realize that all these words before,
Cannot help you to understand the meaning of seeing;
For they have left me in an even deeper state of confusion.