Inspired by Yes

Seated on opposite sides we approach this meal.
You with you fork, I my knife, both of steel
Cold and pointed, we stab them into separate plates once shared
Lives split into two, lives once helixed with love and care

A table set for stomachs ill-fated, looking at a past that changed colours
A past looked upon now with hatred, or shame when we hide it from others
In fact that is why we are here, on opposite ends not side by side
Who could see us together and not jeer, at two souls trying for one last ride

Our menu of despair, we feast upon it daily in mourning the past
Heartbreak tapenade, spread over burnt ambitions to make it last
Yet I want everyday to clear the table, to cook something new and healthy
You and I together in this world in love, and so, endlessly wealthy

Rhetoric! No action behind these words, like you need more of my talent
I'll never defend my words with action or prove to you I am gallant
Posture and prose is all I am made of, the terrific fire breathing dragon
But a night club or hospital or chalet was too far for my love, you imagine

Awaken you will to pain filled commentary, the type we will never address
For kindred spirits so easily tire of causing each other duress
So what to say to the woman I loved who wishes I love her no more
The answer is simple I love you in silence for our story is written in lore.

And when you further tire of this, which I imagine you already do
It's okay to say you've moved on and that your focus is someone new
For mine is the same, I've decided today to focus only on me
And since you are the air in my lungs, in lore is where I will be

Beckon me not, for that implies distance between our souls
Summon me as your longing servant waiting to play his role
Until you do fear not my absence, my silence is not a knife
Today, tomorrow just as yesterday, I still want...