• oh goodness,
    i can barely start,
    cause it's apparent now,
    you're stuck in my heart,
    how you entered,
    i'm not too sure,
    in myself you are centered,
    a sharp imbedded bur,
    still i cannot bring myself,
    to pull my love from the shelf,
    and expose it with such repose,
    hoping for shelter within your simple prose,
    because for all i do wish and dream,
    to be with you as a twig with a stream,
    while my vicarious clarity is free,
    my fingers wound into your hand,
    brandishing my heart in victory over an unknown land,
    i shall break down my wall,
    with emotion so feirce,
    my meaning will stand tall,
    while fearing possible tears,
    cracking open my binding,
    allowing you too read,
    what you were not minding,
    shall i take the lead?