Arrogant, better than
Distant, cold, alien
So far away,
That you will need to call me
You will need to need me
You will need to feel me breathing
And if you call, there I’ll be,
Determined to stay
Temporarily exciting,
Refreshingly unique
There I’ll be,
ready to satisfy my curiosity
To inspect all aspects of you
To dig deep
Into what makes you
so deliciously unique
But don’t call me
By names
People thought of for me
Don’t call me
Into an ordinary story
Call me if you want me
Not to belong
But to take you away
Along with your breath
No, don’t lose your mind yet
I will need you to call me
I will need you to need me
I will need you to free me
Of this deeply ingrained phobia,
This fear of attachment,
This habit of disappearing
Spirit of Tara 