Available to me is an endless supply of oxygen,

We both have it.

I do not require extra strength to fetch water,

We both have it.

My legs are able, and my arms unbound.

So what do I need from you, ‘cause that is yet to be found.

Is it the love that my parents share as they grow in age,

But I was promised that there is no race to find a partner with whom to decay.

You speak of the bond between two, steady and platonic,

I can barely keep up with my three, why one more, why you?

You stand defeated, aggression building, heat rising,

You never wanted to love; if you did, you’d keep trying.

Don’t try for me, try for you, for we are unsuitable.

Must one rejection lead to aggression? If so, you’re unmovable,

Your heart beats for adrenaline; there is no compassion, no softness.

You see it as weak; you’re all mighty, but you crave leadership.

You’ve no disciple, a sheep is what you carry for you are one yourself.

The heat is a plague manifested in you, and you play its game.

Such a regression from child to man,

Do you see it?

Or are you blinded by the build you crafted and depleted?

There is no shame in power falsely sensed,

apparent; shame is a privilege, so some cannot live with it.

Do you believe it?

My heart maintains function, my eyes remain clear,

The same I can say for you, my dear.

My glee is independent, so can I manage my anger.

Can I say the same for you, my dear?

So what is it I need from you, ‘cause that is yet to be found.

What else can you bring me? That is yet to be unbound.