Why are you so near?
Standing so close to me.
I don't have anything prepared,
I am an overspend prophecy.

Why do you want to touch?
A  river-
That will scotch you on the surface.
Don't bring the courage to dive,
Who is going to carry your remains?

You desire to fill the plate.
With the treasured moments,
That your inner heart weaves.
But why should I give you my hand?
Am I that incomplete?

Venturing, you are,
With the best interest.
To restore and bring back,
Accommodating every step.

I lean but I don't ignite.
I see what you strive.
You are asking for more than,
What you are willing to fight.