I'll Be Your Counterpart

Not the stormy weather or pollution in the air
 that made me feel all grey, avoiding all fanfare
 but all of your colors and sound
 in the showy outward display of yours
 Not the stormy weather or pollution in the air
 that made me feel all grey, avoiding all fanfare
 I try hard to match your brilliance
 in the sickly confines of my home
 and get this- I practice in front of a mirror
 my movements ever lacking your grace
 I ponder, I wonder if you could me mine
 If you can't right now then I'll have to keep trying
 Not the casual violence or the muggings on the Ave
 that made me feel so beat upon, avoiding all the fads
 I used to repeat what you do
 at least to know an echo of yours
 and then it dawned on me to just become you
 for then my search goes no farther than me
 Yet, it's not so easy to contain what can't be
 Beatitude, Grace, and the Trinity
 Not this puny lifetime or the endlessness of space
 that made me feel so insignificant, and search for a better way
 When I grow up, I'm going to be
 your counterpart,
 facsimile
 your elementaries, your one... two... three's
 your A, B, Cs, your birds and bees
 When I grow up, I'm going to be
 your counterpart,
 facsimile
 When I bounce out of here I'll surely fulfil
 the incarnation of you,
 this year's model
 When I'm free from excess, you're forever mine
 for I'll be changed into you
 the only outline
 When I'm no longer trapped in time's ebb and flow
 I'll be appended to you
 the only shadow