With You all I felt was
Fire
A burning passion tinted with
Ecstasy and
Desire
A closeness bound by
Scars and shared
Secrets

But

With You all I felt was
Protected
Police tape signed with
Chivalry and
Endearment
A closeness bound by
Texts and tender
Friendships

And now

All I feel is torn
between
aching desire
and passionless safety

Let go*
And taste the freedom of knowing
You don't have to *control it all
The hardest thing
Is to **let go.

Maybe is a better word
Than many that I have heard
No never and not at all
some that I can recall

Maybe, leaves some room for hope
No need to reach for the rope
No how, no way and not ever
words that are not so clever

For every shade
     of green you see
For every wave
       you catch in the sea

*I hope you remember me.