the grey of uncertainty seeps through the white and black i sift with each breath
my words betray the colors of my intent
your sensitivity catches all but that meant for you

i am volatile
your intensity only makes each moment more transient
you ask me if i can sustain you
i wonder if you ever wonder about doing the same for me

i have sustained much more than my being all my life
i can sustain you any day
but should i

must i walk the same path all over again
must i lose myself in the pursuit of another

no i do not find reason enough
you are precious
but not quite precious enough