Don't Think

Why question

what feels right?

My heart

seems to accept

even as

My head

rationalizes.

Or does

My head

realize

the sanity of it

While

My heart

rejects the Black

and White

with no Rosy

in-between?

Red

certainly exists.

I think it colours

and clouds all around it.

So viscous

So opaque

that I do not move

do not think

only feel.

I cling

Viciously

to the familiarity

it offers

and that familiarity

breeds comfort.

Still

that cannot be

the complete equation

to my devotion.

There is an answer

Yes

Imbedded deeply

in recesses

I won't revisit.

I cannot

Will not

put voice

or logic to it.

Do not ask

I cannot answer.

I would rather

just be.