Come on timid love,
There is nothing left to
fear.
Your soul will float like
a dove.
Come on, please just last
the year.
What is it that scares you
so?
You burn hotter than the
sun,
But soon turn cold – so
quick to go.
What is it that have I
done?
Teased by your calming
warmth,
How can you expect me to
be
So quick to release you
forth?
You will always haunt me.
Someday my pain will
harness your blame,
And in the morning I’ll
walk through.
But for now my heart is
mine to tame,
Take up your spine and run
me through.
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