She asked me if she could use my title for a poem, and what a poem she wrote! It is so beautiful to be able to inspire such works of art. Thank you, Fiery, for adding your amazing craftsmanship to my words.
Say too much? I prob’ly do
Or not enough? I do that too.
Too many Love Yous?
That’s my way.
Still though, I stifle what I say.
Floodgates open, out they pour
My words t’wards you
They’ve stained the floor
You think you know?
My Love…you don’t
Reveal My All right now? I won’t…
My verses seek to stroke your mind
These Head Screams cry ’til you they find.
My lips like bitten fruit they bleed
But fail to vocalise my need
With scarlet drops of secrets kept
I write the rhymes my past pain wept
And so to pen and paper dreams
I scribble Love and Want. It seems
This stream of endless poetry
A semblance of your Perfect Me
And Sorry I will never say
This part of me I hide away
For fear of blinding you with light
As Truth and Fear my Heart/Soul fight.
Yet tenderness…
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