About The Blog

Arthor Journer is my pen name.
"Arthor" comprises "art" + "Author" while "Journer" defines the journey that I was on and continue to travel.
In this blog is the emotional byproduct of this journey.

"Rites of Art" is the title because it is my "writes" of passage.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

I Was Half Crazy And You Were Half My Age

I was half crazy and you were half my age
Somehow this mapped the plummet of my fall from saint to sage
Though your innocence was only equaled by your charm
My knowledge and devotion should have caused you some alarm
It was not the sneers or the stares that made me uneasy
But the passion that left my soul so dizzy
And when wide open eyes were engulfed in your morning gaze
My heart became lost and my soul wondered in a daze
I was half crazy and you were half my age
This was the spring that surfaced the bars for this cage
Amidst the clouds that rolled in from the east
There is a rough diamond that offers so much tension yet so much peace
A struggle a civil war ensue my mind against my heart
My soul the ultimate victim being ripped apart
Flesh is exhilarated though swims in the youthful bliss
Whether just hearing your voice or embraced by your kiss
I was half crazy and you were half my age
When summer and winter were called to love’s stage
And your clear hazel eyes stared into my bifocal lenses
My experienced words and patience tore down your fences
A full head of hair and its original shade
Mine receded or what little is left has swiftly grayed
Your heart so youthful open and fancy free
Mine broken shattered and approaching bypass number three
My mind has set its goal but my body can’t afford the wage
For I was crazy and you were half my age

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