I love you
There i said it
But if i tell you
Will i live to regret it
You told me
Little of your desires
You made me guess
As to what you preferred
Are we ready to speak more openly
And unfold our virtues
As well as our claws
Morbid monuments to the unknown
Speak louder than our throats can echo
So we cry into glasses of red wine
And take our time
Turning our tears and arguments into poems
Our fears are unknown soldiers
Fighting in the falling rain
Quiet as the rainbow
I know you’ll never
See me quite the same again
If i let you go, will you
Unfold or return to your sorrow
In the coldest spaces
The warmest set of hands
Can usually console you the most