I forbid you not to say a thing, Because every piece of your character Comes right out, Not showing affection to you would be a crime, In my dispute, Although we have several, But if I get drunk, And if you get drunk With our halos over our heads, We will live in great peril, And when you cry, I don't know what to do at times, I just thought maybe if you'd soon realize, That some people need forgiving, Even for their Sanities, And themselves, To keep on living, Don't say a thing, Cause your silence is ever so divine, I could make a poem with it, Take it a step further, And share all your dark secrets, More like your nectar, I need it more than the bees do, To get my creative juices flowing, Just enough to please you.