the closer i get (no end and no beginning)

i look at you from
      across     the room
because it is

everything is perfect from
far away
but the closer i get
the less

i can pick out those ugly things
i imagine

when you walk out of this room
		(my mind)

can find a peace

which will substitute for the fear
of your freedom to leave
and i'll hold a love with no end
no beginning.