Will "I love you be" enough
past temptations of kissing
of holding you tight?
I want this to last
not a second too soon.
Will my carefully crafted words carry you too far?
tempt imagination to run free
lead you through my darkness
where nothing left survives

Will "I love you" be enough
when I've broken your heart
and left you in the cold?
When I'm not warm enough
to breath into you and give you life
When my hands caressing your waist
move effortlessly
unknowingly
to your throat

Can I tell myself "I love you" is enough
when your pain is sent from my hands

You looked at me
tears in your eyes
fear that I would leave.
Love, I never intended
never wanted
anything as much as you.
I'll never leave.

You're spilling secrets
wanting me to go
knowing my honesty
your proclamations
would tear me away

The gifts that you gave me
you pulled from under my feet
and returned what was left from the life before.

You left me a liar
begging on my knees
these handful of lies
they weigh me down
I've drown.

Love,
I never intended
never wanted
anything as much as you.

It is written
love is patient
love is kind
envied.
It does not boast.
It is not proud.
Dishonored.
Self Seeking,
not easily angered.
Love, delights in evil and bathes in lies
always protects thyself
always distrusts.
Hopes.
Rarely perseveres.

It is written, love,
about what should be
but not written, love,
warned, love,
what love isn't.