I
was ready
to give my everything to her,
(to you)
as always.
But
is my everything
too much?
is it fantasy
idealized?
never to be
realized?
-sometimes,
Yeah.
It is.
A scientist once said, one’s propensity for heartache is directly proportionate to one’s willingness to bare one’s heart and soul to the inevitable attack that arrives shortly after the entrance of love.
OK,
it wasn’t a scientist
Just a starved poet,
with love
spilling forth from
his
Bones.
I could have
would have
will always
loved
loved you fiercely
hold you
warmly and
dearly
in my love.