a dilemma

Torn between you and now.

The time has come to make a choice.

Unless a choice doesn't have to be made.

Your presence is a black hole

which consumes my attention

and i'm afraid it's harming me

unintentionally.

It makes one wonder

where fears come from.

Are they there to tell me something,

or is it left-over programming?

The wrongness of this,

the mind sees

but the beauty, that bliss,

is the body's.

I am neither of those things.

And in between them both

is you