In love perhaps we
are all too careful
When we fear we’ll be
unraveled.
Perhaps we are too
suited, too layered up.
Not opening up of
self, not emotionally available enough.
I want to tell you
that—
I LOVE YOU.
I liked you with
time, and soon loved too.
I want to share all
that I am with you,
And I hope that you
can see this desire.
Don’t give up on me,
and I hope to not push you away in the mire.
The world out is
dark, could we light one last spark,
Make it a hearty
flame that no one can tame?
We’ll warm by it like
it’s fall, like the season of my birth.
Sharing joys, and
hopes, and mirth.
I want you to be
mine.
