Vascillation

we are a see-saw
you see
I saw
why does our sight never focus on the same point
at the same time?

my spirit weighs in the balance against my desire
your heart weighs in the balance against the truth
and the psuche tells the pneuma
that love is a choice
but should the choice be this hard?
says the pneuma

maybe if I gain a little weight the see-saw will balance out
and we will see eye to eye
no one looking up
no one looking down

I must let go and weight for the right balance
perhaps you will leave the playground
but perhaps
you won't.